The moon vows my presence
Beaming upon the haven; howling it's essence.
An ocean sweeps it's steadying tide
Each day more.. rips off my pride.
Love struck under the swooping sun
Head reeling, smiling, but now what's become.
Weeping willow whirled with woe
Watch out. Don't turn for a second, he might just go.
Rendering rain, upon our castle.
No act of shame to pain or blame; locked tight into a paradox parcel.
Drizzling through the fields of May,
Soaring past, running; flicker of a devoting day.
Hushed kisses blur
Reunite; you chose to defer.
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