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In Anticipation of Seeing You My singing eyes strain to hear melodies That the crimson sky does conceal And these molten embers of glowing coal Sparkle liquid with all that I feel
Silent lips savour this ocean of need As the distance between us decreases Yearningly I reach to paint with sighs And scribble your name across the breeze
While I revel in the soft taste of those words Which my digits had once freely spilled Across those vast expanses of virgin moods My heart resurrects, gurgles and slowly fills. ~Horizon~ |
