The world hid you from me
and the sun owes me a shine
for hiding you under her lid
for filling my days with brine
The cloud swallowed my star
and the galaxies ate her heart
the heavens will vent my precious
alas my hearts shall sing victorious
The lord sent you my way
as punishment and as bliss
as the serpent that stung my stay
as the reward of that faithful kiss
T.11.I
Oct 11, 2013
Oct 11, 2013 at 8:59 AM UTC
The world hid you from me
and the sun owes me a shine
for hiding you under her lid
for filling my days with brine
The cloud swallowed my star
and the galaxies ate her heart
the heavens will vent my precious
alas my hearts shall sing victorious
The lord sent you my way
as punishment and as bliss
as the serpent that stung my stay
as the reward of that faithful kiss
T.11.I
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