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Will You Come

Will you come? Will you come? To quest, Knock my door Come and play the flute Unforgettable memories, And forgiven melancholic throb Now shrouded in mist. Those nights, all perfumed in lavender Gone mornings, drizzled quilt the rooftop The room was curtain in pearls and whites Grey ashes stained the fireplace Everything taled their fierce affair! Miles away from your abode, I lie... Beneath the moon Woods were deep in dark Droughted souls witnessed My wounds, The death and my cadaver. All your silken touches, Warmth and cuddles of your body, I fallen asleep when you sang lullabies. Come, slaked the drought days Bring elixir to the life to live again Come, unearth my grave Feel my heart aches, my rotten veins here Buried lone and longing for you... Will you come? Come, Unearth my grave...

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Date: 1/7/2022 1:08:00 PM
This is wonderful. Love can raise the dead.
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