28 August 2017

Reivax Camlost

What is said that is unsaid

That is near and far always--

Who speaks in riddles, plainly states

As I am for you, so the roses, too-

Which is the Springtime in full bloom;

Found, unfound

 

  • Author: Reivax Camlost (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 28th, 2017 13:24
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