All The Days Of My Life - Poem by delalorm fiaka
ALL THE DAYS OF MY LIFE...
Sand dunes and sad tunes..adieus and 'I love you's..
Hold me and I'll hold you..let's cling to each other with no clue..
Dirges dedicated to our solo selves tickle the sheaths of my brain cells..
Scourges of singular honours devoured by clasped fingers..not one, but two..
That sea of pure spotless white swept you gracefully unto the shores of the future we saw...
The carats of a gleaming sweet bondage set us on our way..
Hold my hand and hold it tight, for I cannot walk alone..
Together we will live in that pool of endless fields..
Plodding along the plateaus, peaks and valleys alike..
Our music will be a unision of our pulmonary thuds..
We will swing to the melodies till our days are no more days...
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