Embracing our own quirky ways to show our genuine affection for each other,
the silence between us spoke thousand of words which couldn't be said but felt.
He was like the wind that blew like a  gentle soothing balm to her aching soul
and she, the stimulus who pushed him hard to challenge the odds;
genuine affection through their quirky ways by embracing each other.

A small wind blew over my doldrum skin
As I laid there in erosion

Withering back to the dust I came from

Each day another break from my face
Another shed of human remains
Is giving into the future

The creeping take of time
Follows behind the sun in a cosmic circle

The rise of morning
The fall of night
My blood flows through the encounter of life

I stay here breathing more destiny
Inside my coffin of fate
I'm still unsure of where am I

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I'm still unsure of where am I
Inside my coffin of fate
I stay here breathing more destiny

My blood flows through the encounter of life
The fall of night
The rise of morning

Follows behind the sun in a cosmic circle
The creeping take of time

Is giving into the future
Another shed of human remains
Each day another break from my face

Withering back to the dust I came from

As I laid there in erosion
A small wind blew over my doldrum skin

In another rotation
The same circle
Hanging in the atmosphere
In the same gravitational relation
Spinning and spinning faces
Every being in its placement
In a war of deterioration
To each his own spiritual mutation
Believing in the satisfaction of their taking
Man and his moon
In a universe of spacing
Running a race of human pacing
Another sun sets

In the days erased here

Another sun sets
Running a race of humans pacing
In a universe of spacing
Man and his moon
Believing in the satisfaction of their taking
To each his own spiritual mutation
In a war of deterioration
Every being in its placement
Spinning and spinning faces
In the same gravitational relation
Hanging in the atmosphere
The same circle
In another rotation