Darling

Such an array of words, scandals coming after the burst. And cows drinking after their thirst. Workers beat up by the sun, doesn’t seem much fun .wish I hadn’t done drugs. But at least it wasn’t a gun .had enough of the game I’m prepared for the bubbles. Drizzling droplets and memory refreshing breaks. The best part of my day. Back to my memory fogging after popping back into the hours , passing them by with a one thing in mind. A cuddle play date. Comforting arms and a strong embrace enough to suit my smaller waist.
Dingling hair of the bed side and kiss attack on my forehead to tell me goodnight.