Isolated Glass

darkness in the night

calls out for solitude in my heart

while I listen to the rhythmic blues

with the darkest shade of red

in my hand, a glass of wine

wondering if my love will ever be requited.

and with the first ray of sunlight comes dawn

giving me yet another hope for the day

that isolation isn’t forever and will not stay.


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