lonely moment

“The sweet breezes of our native land are fragrant. The crowd moves in wide circles positioning and repositioning as the desire to exchange words, to ascertain and to explain music that spoke heart to heart. I kicked back for a moment, raising my glass to toast in a lonely moment the madness of the dramas unfolding around me, so much romantic pain, as those alone cried to be accompanied, while those against the bonds of a poorly formed relationship, fearing the futures as we all must live in trepidation, a sense heightened by the clutching grasp of those brought close in calamity.”

Lord Malinov, Song of Songs

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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