• wanderingheart 13w

    Love fervour

    in the light of the somber moon
    with colors so dull and pale
    i budge to still see you soon
    in the colourful hail.
    the crimson red,
    the love of purples,
    from morning to bed
    where love grows in doubles.
    your quiet smiles
    shall enrich my mind
    and take me miles
    where we shall bind
    to the knot so unknown,
    for the lives to come
    and be for ever grown
    into eachother for this love shall sum
    the lovings forever
    in the true love fervour