She shines in the dark,
I want to be close to her,
To live for her.
Why are you so beautiful?
Why do i relate to you?
You have drowned me in your love
Showered me with your grace,
Oh holy maiden,
After i die,
I shall return to you
Merge with you and your holy place.
YOU ARE READING
Wind is Lost
PoetryMy feelings are being written, the poems short and long, rhyming or not. A smile or a tear may drop, but I am stills lost.
