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You're the one I wish to see,
Your eyes burning feverishly,
In the dark bottomless abyss of my thoughts.
Your heavenly gaze,
An imprint,
Onto this grey mesh of nebula,
The rainbow woven down,
Into sparkly cosmos,
Was another memory of us.
The spurr of moment slow,
As there you go,
Blending the blasphemy,
Of white butterflies in me,
Into just a handful of ashes,
That cover my palm,
In a mess too enchanting.
The stars will still shine,
In the stark void sky,
The prevailing winds still will blow,
The oceans will still howl,
Roaring like a hound,
As the time will lapse steady but slow.
Though the chirps will cease,
And the melancholic melody of mourn,
Shall flow,
Past the mountains,seas and sky,
Echoing in the blossom,
That would bloom round the corner,
As I will sit there,
With your onyx orbs,
Swirling in my mind's eye.
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YOU ARE READING
Serenade✔
Poetry"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all. " ~Oscar Wilde __________________________________ ✔You stay under the carpet of my room, Dusting the corners of my soul✔ __________________________________...
