04.05.24
Arouse my nights with talks of philosophies and poetries. Wrap my dreams with phrases from ancient proverbs and Greek mythologies. Crowd my thoughts with the abstract conundrum of war documentaries. Grieve my heart with forbidden romance penned in timeworn pages. My love, speak to me as if the world's a mystery we shall undress. Speak to me in language my soul achingly searches.
—georginariver
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Rhymes & Reasons
PoetryThe sun sets and the moon rises, but your absence stays still. August slips like a blink and winter should have been colder, but summer memories warm my endless nights. First love never lasts and so does us, but the way I love you at sixteen always...
