Searching
for you
On
those empty endless nights
Between
blank paper stares
Hide
and seek it used to be
Extinct
you are completely
Talk,
laugh, scream or cry in pain
But
spill yourself again
Your
creator anxious awaits
My
dear muse
Where
are you?
Written
for dVerse
Poets Pub, Quadrille 11 – ‘Spill’
