#occurance
*Many soulful nights
I wandered upon
solemn lonely paths
And I wondered why
I see your face
among beauties
of ancient stars
Intuitive crystal
spheres envisioned
the subtle lines
drawn all over
your gentle hands
Wishing you could caress me
Wishing I'd cherished you long
Carried away, blown by
Maestrals and Zephirs
We bump at each other
Occasionally. Hypnotised.*
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 5:54 AM UTC