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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