.
In his breathy love's eyes
The winds are wandering,
Their legs have sauntered
In a loose fit journey away
From the warmth of arms'
Embrace, under the stars,
A heart of days splendour,
Has waned into a wincing
Chain, propped and long,
Where even the dark sees,
They sooth incandescently
Blind. How can love grow
In a vow hermetically cold
When all outsides' beams
Are breaking like the sun?
Dec 13, 2016
Dec 13, 2016 at 2:20 PM UTC
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In his breathy love's eyes
The winds are wandering,
Their legs have sauntered
In a loose fit journey away
From the warmth of arms'
Embrace, under the stars,
A heart of days splendour,
Has waned into a wincing
Chain, propped and long,
Where even the dark sees,
They sooth incandescently
Blind. How can love grow
In a vow hermetically cold
When all outsides' beams
Are breaking like the sun?
