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Dec 2017
The
whisper of your name
lingers in the furthest corners
of my soul, on my tongue forever
a song that eternal, stays,
Though soft as down, plays,
loud as new dawns rays.
In my eyes you remain,
fiery hot. And though I fall
and though I stumble, as ink
on paper stains it's way,
through this world I think...
And I hope, and pray, that despite
the obstacles that come between,
our hearts will beat as one,
forever until there is no rising sun
nor moon, nor stars to light
the surface of this earth and
grace the pigments of your skin.
I will hold you beloved in the
furthest reaches of all that is deep
within me. I will cherish you, your ardent
warmth, your beauty and your charm,
Your anger and your pleasant, your smile,
dearest to me until that moment beyond time
and forever on after then.
Tafuta Atarashī
Written by
Tafuta Atarashī  28/M/Chicago
(28/M/Chicago)   
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