That heart was once a lonesome island,
Disasters shipwrecked it's shore
thereafter in hope of a sailor to explore
What it had been scrutinisin' for?
Yours' were the treasure maps,
that delineated it all
took the heed of lighthouse
in symphony of sound
havin' little rendezvous..
Hypnotised was the mind,
at the sound of your name
by unmade books,
tacit lines..
on empty hooks
flexin' it's own frame
As you synced,
lids dripped love's mizzle
Portrayin' shades throughout the summer,
even after the winter winds' murmur!
Cause' I've in you, what angels have in crisp blue skies..
Hinged in you, what people wait for their entire lives..______________________
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