Gracing the islands midnight shores.
Your presence is ever soothing.
Piercing the darkness your voice calls to me.
Lulling me into a sense of security I have never known.
I can hear your words in my head and I know that you cannot speak.
Yet I love you still because though the storms rage around us.
You shall always remain my most precious of treasures.
My Sirens Heart.
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The Silent Eruptions of A Hearts Misconception
PoetryA journey of learning of love and healing day by day over the years that will continue until the end.
