The gentle wind led me to her,
So bright, she stood there with just a star,
Upon millions of stars.
As I began to reach
I can only feel her dusk,
Shadows turned long
as the air sped off to the breeze
Of my wrongs
Only to let her know, what she sees
Is the light to where I belong.
YOU ARE READING
.RHYTHM OF SOUL.
PoetryYour words always don't speak what you wanna express Your expression not always supports you Your heart not always beats for you Your desire cannot always burn as fire Your soul is not gonna always be with you Even your shadow leaves you in dark t...
