Clock eating up time.
A moth falters in still silence,
Burns in candle light.
I hate waiting.
It depends what I am looking for and if I am the only one waiting! I can be really mellow and wait my turn without a groan or rolling my eyes but sometimes, waiting nearly kills me. Especially when the expectation is merely postponed.
Sighs. Delightfully done
Thank you. But why the sighs?
I sigh at beauty, among other things.
I sigh at beauty – among other things
Ah! Very kind of you. Smile
You are teasing now.
Not teasing. Only guessing.
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