Nature is disrobe but humans wrap wools
Pure blue vast and lessen veil the air holds:
I meet you where the hope meet the soul,
Where dahlias bloom in autumnal cold.
I used to believe love is just a word written on lines
Now I can see and feel warm like aubade light.
Katabatics carry flu but your hug is cure;
My days are dull but your words are hues.
I see thousands of stars in the hollow sky
But only your eyes give me iridescent shine.
Warmth in your soul and your love in my own
If home is a person, my mind won't be lorn.
Glossy black and magenta cupid bow
Mother of pearl buried in a furrow
Even in a day of gray, your smile could emit a glow
A smile that bloom when your onyx iris reach mine
Permuting letters through our talking eyes
Secret conversation and the language we create
Wandering around dark spaces along with your best mates
Your timbre is the catchy song that cleaving in my ears
Gyrating around in my head even for the first time I hear
Autumn leaves can only soar when they fall
And somehow show that death can also be beautiful
Drifting to your soul like casecade pour in one flow
My leaves will always settle down to your ground
Like amber tress sagging on earth without a sound
Love loom in silence but heart usually make sirens:
So follow those voices even our lives are sojourn.
This is something just between us that unfolds:
Can't find proofs to show only we can know.
You rule my nychthemeron when you're my muse,
Love entrench with faith where thou mayest dwell.
With all of my thoughts which shake against cold
And my love in thou shall live as long as time can flow.
-Solus-
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