Loneliness sits with me on rainy days
In a chair by the window
Eyes like mist, clothed in gray
She blows on tea like a meditation
Steadfast like winter
Form growing thinner
Sometimes she’s wisdom
Sometimes she’s fog
Loneliness visits me at midnights
When I feel the deep purple ache
The orange bitterness
A hush falls over the room
And like a dark blue cloud
She settles next to me
On the other side of the bed
An enigmatic presence
Quiet and knowing
When I feel alone
Loneliness is there
Saying, notice me
Peaceful solitude
awaits.
By: Allison Gems
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