POEM 322: NUMB COLOURLESS DIRGE

your voice is monotone,
I can no longer hear the sunlight warmth in it.
your touch is monochrome,
I can no longer feel the musical touch in it.

your love is now a tomb,
I can no longer see the life of affection in it.

#364DaysOfPoetry
#Pengician #SSA

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