Unspoken

With his gauzy smile and vigorous eyes

Wandering earth with no disguise

Doubtless of his path

For chaos has no chance……

Strolling vivid nights alone

Careless of what was gone

Scatters reality as she gazes

For life’s but no mazes…..

But cosmos have a plot

Their encounter is paradox

And as winds smoothly flow

Souls intertwine for the lost vow……

Precious, Precious

Our time is righteously wrong

Sounds are melancholic and lone

Perhaps our existence ignites passion

A tempest lost – long forgotten

Beautiful winters we longed for

Warm bosom – far away….known

Swaying together far from hay

To an honest harbor

We are living in a heavenly dream

Too right.. yet, unreal

What is that work of art?

When we align as shattered stars

Utterly united

Surrendering and collided

Dangerously beautiful

Even if apart.

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