Not a prison . . .
I love the way
the moon beams
fall upon her face
and neck . . .
She is beautiful
in the moonlight,
always in
the moonlight.
I could never imagine
living any other way.
Any other way
would be
unacceptable.
Thinking back
long ago
being there,
for I was there,
and there, and there.
As far back as time,
I was there.
Oh! The times,
Oh! The glory.
It makes my heart swell
to now remember
the ones I've loved.
You'd be surprised.
And the night
I love the night.
A cloak of darkness
That wraps around me
like a lovers arms
forever and ever,
and ever . . . -
Fragrance of life reminding me your name
when I feel joy when I feel sorrow
breath giving me touch of your heart beat
when I fall down when I rise up
loneliness is my dist any but
but singing bird giving me this opportunity
I make my dist nation to follow your steps
go some where else some where for away
the clouds showering me like your love
I am wonder my moist eyes open this secret
I can't recognized the drop of my eye or drop of rain
I don't want vanished yet u r lips touch my eyes
the path of endless the life to consumed
iam still stood that way u left me alone
iam alone n no one reduce my fear
the shadow of ur existiness shivering on my own soul
My querist always how I am puritanical
never ever change my faith for whom heart worship
ohhh my moist eyes never blaming you ever
inauguration of my memory never make me alone
my heart oh fragile n innocent heart defance u ever -
COMMENTS
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ladyinchains
08:15 Jun 24 2016
i like it