so very touching, Paris.
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“When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers.”
~ Oscar Wilde
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Source: Alone v/v
She is the… collapse of the sun, in nights shade, The very first light of day, upon dawns wake, The cool place between breaths, Ruffled hair on Sunday’s rest, Wings of gold, folded and feathery hold, The autumn leaves, as they shake in the breeze, A lake of blue horizons, lapping on the shore,
She is the sweetest song my ears have ever sung.
Raindrops still on the window pane, fractured light sleeks, sheer curtains and embroidered gold, dreary streets below, the sound of boots on cobblestone, alone, but unforgotten, worlds apart, over broken seas, shimmers of glass, shards of memories, summer storms and winter winds, beat between our hearts, the parting ways of two souls, lost across the tides, endlessly fighting to find there way back home. Find your way back to me.