He held my face and lingered
Eyes like the stormy seas
As if I could see into the world
Where he and I are free
And the sky lit up with clouds
Where love overcomes death
His face unfaded like the sun
For what is lost are only feelings
Moved by the wind unsung
Oct 30, 2016
Oct 30, 2016 at 2:11 PM UTC
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