~Clelia 12~

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''The pieces I am, she gather them and gave them in all the right order.''


~The One for Me~


Wandering on a road unpaved 

Alone and broken, against the wind I braved

Lost was my passion for the journey ahead

Heading I was to the land of the dead

Blind I was to color as I was to love 

I prayed  for someone to be sent from above

It was then, with the east wind came eos

A look at him, and I went in a state of chaos

For he was a rose dearest to God

At his gracefulness, the swans felt awed

I looked at the land, barren and infertile,

There now blossomed an iris, unspoiled sterile

Together, I knew we would make a whole

For in him I saw a reflection of my soul

And hence, He proposed to me be my partner

For the journey that lies ahead

From there on our paths were one

As we waled towards the rising sun


~A.V

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