Misty Are Shadows
We grip hands in shadows
Winds brushing your tossed hair ,
Night dusting dew on our eyes
And silhouette of waves
Fade soft as your salt tears
Wash me from wrongdoings.
Contest: Some Kind Of Misty
Nette Onclaud
Dated Jul 6, 2025
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