Poetry · Writing

Heartbreaks at 3 a.m.

You are,
Storm clouds and
cool raindrops.

You are,
Late night trips,
To tiny art galleries.

You are,
“Stay in bed,
With me,
All day,

You are,
The plumes of smoke,
From the drag I just took.

You are,
The very definition of

You are,
Rough kisses and
Gentle hands.

You are,
Soft whispers
And warm hugs.

You are Heartbreaks at 3 a.m.

9 thoughts on “Heartbreaks at 3 a.m.

      1. Okay dear Kim. I quit credit cards three years ago. I going to have to buy a pre-paid one. Trying to use cash only and be able to retire completely one day. Thank you.


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