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Untitled; An Ode |
| They filled the hearts hollow A tourniquet to stem the flow Of thousand words wasted on meaningless love. Which left me to rot and drown In shallow rivers Then brought back to life By the simple motion of your touch Unmarred by the notion of reality As bright as your eyes Reflecting cool night sky Underneath jealous stars. The chill of heartless Winter This I cannot feel As the confusion of limbs Keeps the blood warm. Rapture, rapture, most endearing rapture The mere thought of your presence Intertwined with your familiar scent Drove me off the cliffs of Bedlam Though your graceful yet perturbed skin Grown through emotions Was calmed And soothed And we set sail. Towards... towards... Just towards Forever forwards. |