Thy Soft'st breath,
‘nd smooth’st curves.
I follow thou's hidden secrets.
Thou'st more deep-
Lesser known-
Than the lands seen from the eye.
Push through thy defences,
To become audience to your sweet'st song,
Carry me to mine own heaven.
Please never let man corrupt thee,
With his selfish desires-
‘nd gluttonous appetite.
Man will take,
So stay strong,
Fair'st beauty.
Jun 26, 2020
Jun 26, 2020 at 7:08 AM UTC
Thy Soft'st breath,
‘nd smooth’st curves.
I follow thou's hidden secrets.
Thou'st more deep-
Lesser known-
Than the lands seen from the eye.
Push through thy defences,
To become audience to your sweet'st song,
Carry me to mine own heaven.
Please never let man corrupt thee,
With his selfish desires-
‘nd gluttonous appetite.
Man will take,
So stay strong,
Fair'st beauty.
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