Love Letter From the Soul Xxvi
M,
Starlit skies don't do her any justice
shadow moon's halo draping
delicate features of a silhouette
meandering about,
every lovelorn bled pore
I'm left with feelings
slipping
out of this goddamn world
watching and waiting
as you come for me
standing still,
longingly
gazing upon that front door
the winds carry anticipation
the seas bring about peace
heartbeats crossing small barriers
when will time grant us release
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