Tariq Contemplator

The South Wind

Blows the wind from the south,
A chill on the sighing loner,
Streamlined tears, for wind did shape,
Time another, embossed pain,
Cover did oblivion when engrossed were lovers,
Promised one the other eternal love,
Mistakes and Heedlessness- From it is man framed
He hurted her and kept away,
His love though like the never endin' waves,

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