A pure love is been turned into sin.
And shall cold winter nights begin
when the ray of light emit?
Lust is its twin fused with it.
I wish I could tell a story like
"The sky reaches for the earth.
And the earth responds delight".
However, it won't come true.
Soft rain has already lulled you
in the middle of the night,
my beloved.
Words should fail here.
I'll just read the way you sound
till I know the meaning of life
and love.
13.02.22
Halo blue
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