I gotta a story for you
Hope you won't break
When the ink starts dripping from my fingers
As my thoughts collude with the moon
To bring the best
Out of the muse,
you've been in my diurnal reverie
Dashing into my soul into drey nesting
Held at infancy hello.
You drenched my soul
To forbidden fairytale sip
Dressing my thoughts
To a wedding buffet
Robbing my reason
To a chaotic collision
Drowning my light
In an ignition bid
From a snap of your embrace.
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