Ruddy Mood Mender (Semantics writing)

Dear ruddy mood
           mender_
nights with you are plagued 
      in a glass_
buried underneath my
      heart casement_
as a reminder and a
       remainder_
of our windry moments alone in
      the street_
as I'm about to go on
       a journey _
to look for green leaves
        the one_
 I've been chewing and chewing 
         for days_
on your rockus backbone
           nights after nights
distance may tarry our love 
         but_
 remember my stretchmarks on
     your cheeks_
nights when sleep failed to 
     show up_
and my musty scentous on your
     rudiment frame_
days rain bathed you with 
      shower shower 
whenever your pallid heart crave to
                  feel me
cuddle the whizzing winds and listen to
                 the hums
of the nightingale, hear my cracky voice from
                    her chirps. 
Dear ruddy mood mender 
             farewell.

©Iamteazhy

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