Sunday, March 1, 2020

The Wind and The Candle

Loves promenades towards emptiness, Angel.
Longing... It's like a void of darkness in my heart,
Of a million universes
Where mythical black holes chant of timeless desires
Yearning for carnal eternity;
Where candles lit in hopes never die.

The two of us who could never met,
As they were oceans apart... 
I kept fighting, gasping for affections,
In different times.
The Wind and the Candle...
They lie in death so lost in this emptiness,
In the void of darkness in my heart.

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