Sweet and Sour of Love
Lost
In a sea
Of crimson skies
As I try to listen
Carefully
To the mountains
Chant, in silence
While clouds
Teasingly
Sprinkle my whole
With its majesty
Liquid,
Now
Running down
On rosy cheeks
And I
Tasted the sweet
And sour
Of first love
Yet still
Need to chase
The day
Ascending
To the top
Where
The glory of a
Blood red pride
Will be
As ultimate prize
Awaits, for those
Who could solve
The paradigm
Of her life
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