Upon the hill where I lay
surrounded by dimmed natures lonesome
with solitary mind.
Nightly breeze awakens morose eyes
thoughts of her
desolate thy watery heart.
Darkness sky reveals beauties reflection
only one can see.
Through the pain of sleepless head
I shutter the thought being without her.
No more warm blooded touch
nor desire staring at me with loose grin
no more of it all.
cried out from never ending
I want to follow violent breeze rising above
towards my love.
I close these eyes once more
to see my loose grin
peace is with me.
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