You are my words.
Disheveled, deranged
Maneuvering from a land estranged
Laced with ephemeral pleasures and aggression
And soaked with unhinged passion
You are my words.
Like victory of conquering lofty peaks
Like tinge of crimson gracing my cheeks
Blitheness in rancid gloom
And the serenity of flowers in bloom
You are my words.
Like a breeze mingling sea air with scent of pines
And prayers floating around holy shrines
Like a howl in the night
And the comfort of sleeping tight
You are my words.
Pulling me from my dreams
Carrying me farther than it seems
So that I could rest with you, undisturbed, alright
And so that I could write. .
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 06.08.2020
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