Here I have seen the twinkle
in my light, wherefore she
ought to listen to my night.
My love, my reason, my fight,
I dance until you dress in white.
It is I, whomever would fall,
until I bow for my knight.
To devour my soul
I wait in endless sight.
You are my October stroll,
where I see beauty,
as the winter awaits my soul.
Where I feel my forrest
I became one as you made me whole.
Thus light lingers under me,
where I, frightened, hope to reminisce.
My, faire la bise, I, in the hope of the night,
wish for the enlightened goodbye kiss.
Follow me on my next channels and have a delight follow;
‘To ride & write,
As you maybe know I have a goal that I want to achieve before my 30th (march 15th 2023). “To Ride & Write” that’s my newest long-term…
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