What is dusk, but the promise of dawn?
Where all of the wrongs shall be undone,
Your love, the eternal flower of purity
Your heart, an epicenter of sincerity
-
No failure made
Where knowledge hadn’t come
A sweet serenade
Of your love behind, sung
-
The furious creature in me
By you always calmed
Your word, in my heart
True as psalms.
-
Were I growthed different
Who would I be?
I druther not think it
For shall it ne’er matter to me
-
Your tolerance
For my mistakes unknow
And your pride no matter
For How I have grown
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When I seek silence,
When I think mineself a cur,
Feeling you with me
My creature doth pur
-
My questions ever answered
Your back never turned
When young and asleep in your loving arms,
Could not a soul me stirred.
-
So ever after and always
Will I remain here for thee,
My death only bothersome,
If I let you alone be.
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 12:08 AM UTC
What is dusk, but the promise of dawn?
Where all of the wrongs shall be undone,
Your love, the eternal flower of purity
Your heart, an epicenter of sincerity
-
No failure made
Where knowledge hadn’t come
A sweet serenade
Of your love behind, sung
-
The furious creature in me
By you always calmed
Your word, in my heart
True as psalms.
-
Were I growthed different
Who would I be?
I druther not think it
For shall it ne’er matter to me
-
Your tolerance
For my mistakes unknow
And your pride no matter
For How I have grown
-
When I seek silence,
When I think mineself a cur,
Feeling you with me
My creature doth pur
-
My questions ever answered
Your back never turned
When young and asleep in your loving arms,
Could not a soul me stirred.
-
So ever after and always
Will I remain here for thee,
My death only bothersome,
If I let you alone be.
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