Her Kiss
The fire glows throughout southern hill
The pulse of one’s soul one can feel
The castle is formed by one’s will
It is a glorious structure and marvel of engineering ornamenting the hill
The knights walk upon the castle wall
As stone winds unveil it whole
One feels joy in the soul
Because ones’ destiny is under his own control
Opposite of none existence reviles edge of abyss
This is
The glory of absolute bliss
This is the feel of her kiss
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2015
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