The person I’m trying to reach is beyond the capability of my hands,
because my hope of understanding him is a strange language to deliver itself,
each song that deliberately reminded me of him is elusive to my thinking
that I supposed to give up everything for just one
when he realized my presence alone is not enough to count the stars in the dark,
I don’t recognized any of the constellations but among the glimmer body of wonder
is on the other side the sun of his eyes,
the bride he waits,
far from any part of his sublime love
lack of what brings him light,
no bud between my rose,
duty free leisure gate handle with little care.
Written by DesireTheVampire
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