a young heart and these feeble sentiments,
whined on a wild goose chase, to thrive the bells.
oh! to be in love and to feel the wind,
that hurls the rusty leaves to infinity.
the connexion says it all, to love,
is to live a thousand lives together.
dwelling somewhere, resides the merriment
or this melancholy to perish over,
these petite moments counts to forever.
a hand-in-hand, and plentiful of vows,
for you-and-I stand together, ends by,
and when it rains, these eyes shimmer mist,
to meet you, beyond horizon to exist.
there this world of mine defies in you, shifts.
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BELOVED RHYMES
Poetry50 sonnets on different existant core beauty! #5poetry on 7/5/21
