Unconcealed Cravings & Ravings
Words
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Apart
Our hearts, they yearn to be whole
But Fate has decreed
With flaming sword and tinted bow
In our way a shadowy stead
Two parts of a whole
Two shards of a soul
On a sleepless night they crave to meet
But their only respite,
A shaded veil
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