Grandeur is more evident from your presence
in the midst of Autumn.
Many smiles have passed and their imprint
eternally occupy time and space.
Razor wire may serve as a barrier between
a caged bird and the sky
but my affection for you will never die.
in the midst of Autumn.
Many smiles have passed and their imprint
eternally occupy time and space.
Razor wire may serve as a barrier between
a caged bird and the sky
but my affection for you will never die.
Time and wealth may slip through my
fingers like grains of sand.
Yet, the dwindling is rarely noticed
unless meandering in limbo.
A volatile storm called passion may
come and go but the tail winds will
bring ease to the pain.
My heart is the only vessel that has been
enslaved. As I watched the pace of distant
traffic from a window etched in
more than just glass, I still
dream of you in thoughts of pleasure
and life is instantly grand.
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