Call Him..

Misty pregnancy aroused

Frozen, not a fabulous morning

On a funeral day

Caught in memories, dreadful ones

Crowd turns prudent

Wrapped in black

Dear, you are in white

Going into the box; a coffin

 Misery illuminates

Tomorrow at sunrise; Frightened

Alone below ground level; a grave

Call him;

At the last move of a cracked symphony,

If she is still asleep, he might drop by for a while.

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