circulating throughout a dream that once
was...
now dwindling
into the crevice of her very soul
she doubts
my whimsical breath through
her disordered thoughts
and i,
once more than seemingly enough,
now die -- oh yes. i die for an ounce
of the taste she'd offer my own
secret-self -
[how i yearned to lastingly hold that
which remained as true]
bygone whispers follow duskiness into
the solace of her mind and echo
the sowing of all she swore
would never exist
for me
and so,
while recall the day i confessed
my unchained heart to hers and
secretly pray while echoing the sweetest sentiments
i have ever, ever bore:
"you're my bijou and...
to dream knowing this is enough for me"
she'll remain the one
i have longed
forever.
now dwindling
into the crevice of her very soul
she doubts
my whimsical breath through
her disordered thoughts
and i,
once more than seemingly enough,
now die -- oh yes. i die for an ounce
of the taste she'd offer my own
secret-self -
[how i yearned to lastingly hold that
which remained as true]
bygone whispers follow duskiness into
the solace of her mind and echo
the sowing of all she swore
would never exist
for me
and so,
while recall the day i confessed
my unchained heart to hers and
secretly pray while echoing the sweetest sentiments
i have ever, ever bore:
"you're my bijou and...
to dream knowing this is enough for me"
she'll remain the one
i have longed
forever.
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