My heart is wavering the sky is now bending down,
My house is glowing with lighting the moon is drenching me,
The moment I saw you has frozen not moved since then food won’t even digest,
I am complaining the breeze carrying your fragrance it is walking along me,
The sound of my roosters crowing sounds like your name Oh, my heart is wavering.
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Author:
Thusa (
Offline) - Published: September 2nd, 2021 13:11
- Category: Love
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Comments1
like your use of everyday items
as a source for your metaphors,
thanks for sharing
Thank you 🙂
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