lamentations of an enchantress

her dainty fingers softlytouched the ivory keys and the piano sorrowfullyweeps songs into dark midnight air stands immovable atthe burden of brokenness outside the moon is heavywith inconsolable grief stars pulled in clouds as tissueto wipe away bitter tears apricot bonsai cries intiny curved flower petals the heartbroken enchantressplays on till the break of dawnContinue reading “lamentations of an enchantress”

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