To My Most Treasured Woman
My most precious, how do you?
Does Elysium dreams adorn you well?
Do you go good with the dew?
The land out there must be vast and free I guess
When I look at the empty chair
Or feel the breeze of loneliness blow upon me, warm and fair
I still can't help but close my eyes and feel your pain
Remembering how it runs deep down your faulty veins
I will forever adore your lovely smiles
The ones you gave even when you know you would die
I will keep the memories of the brightness in your eyes
As you never for once let it cry
I want to say many things tonight
But I can't find words to put them right
So, in the depth of heavenly dreams; peacefully be
Till the time when again we see..
Copyright © White Sage | Year Posted 2017
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