Sohbat: Company

Cold breeze and sabotaged looks

Coffee and whining

Cuts and skin

Metal in chords and bleeding fingers

Rubbing alcohol in nail paint and smudges on upholstery

Creases on bed sheet and regrets.

Mud and the rain

Warmth and the sun

Glow and the moon

Curtains and dust

Walls and cobwebs

Droplets and glass windows

Grin and malice

Heads held up and pride.

Brown sugar and lemon

Yellings and apologies

Demands and expectations

Forgery and purity

Defence and loyalty

When everything has got a company, then for once,

Why cant decency be yours and arguments be mine ?