I am the bird whose eye, so longing sweeps
over the boundaries of its domain ~
His gaze, with cloudy sky a friendship keeps
to bring him home, before returns the rain ~
- Author: Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 11th, 2017 11:58
- Category: Unclassified
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Friend to me, light-hearted, heavy are your thoughts
And how warm our speech, far from worldly guile
that in its depth, lifts up something so sought
And to my face, never fails to bring a smile
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