Last Sunday I worshipped you in songs and prayers. I long too in far places and I celebrated birthdays It’s a last Sunday in August 2020 today And I laying in my bed with a Love Sickness. I beheld you loving me by the lighted window. And I still love you loyally I will Insomnia this night and worship you In the Tuesday’s Morning Romance Sweet dreams -Miisrael Winniespoetry Letters Without Stamps