Indeed,I am but a servant,
To the gaze of your eyes and your scent,
Chained to the sweetness of your whispers,
In a realm where love and pain are blent,
I surrender to the winds of your beauty,
My soul, a leaf, forever sent,
My nights, haunted by your shadow,
And my days an endless lament.
For in your absence, I am scattered,
A slave to dreams never spent
Sep 22, 2024
Sep 22, 2024 at 2:29 PM UTC
Indeed,I am but a servant,
To the gaze of your eyes and your scent,
Chained to the sweetness of your whispers,
In a realm where love and pain are blent,
I surrender to the winds of your beauty,
My soul, a leaf, forever sent,
My nights, haunted by your shadow,
And my days an endless lament.
For in your absence, I am scattered,
A slave to dreams never spent
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