Time is precious,
But sometimes lost in the night
Why do things have to be this way?
as I clasp my hands and begin to pray;
The shadows are my only companion, staying by my side;
Never Judging or leaving, and have nothing to hide--
When it ends it ends no need for a reason;
It Falls and Falls and not talking about the season
Your presence was felt deep in my mind;
Your skin, your touch, beauty so divine
Your Lips taste like sugar, Your Tongue taste like wine;
No one else that I want, No one else left to find
They say all good things must end, for the pain eats away;
connected always even if you can't stay
I grieve for your breath, the sadness afflicts;
I was all in, caught up in the mix
I melt as i think and remember your whisper;
Goodbye to my love. I am only a memory in your pictures.
- Author: Mark The Phenomenon ( Offline)
- Published: February 25th, 2023 01:43
- Category: Unclassified
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