Ache of Healing
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your eyes. The last time my site was free into space bounded by lure, invaded by fire Your eyes were in control of the whole place. Your forehead, your allure, your sharp attire. Creatures around us turned into shadows in this invisible magnetic field. The yearning intensified. The time froze. You attacked me. I had let down my shield. We drove in this lorry. I held your hand transported in this mystic time machine I felt you were my love And my old friend. It's like you were my king and I'm your queen. We told the story of our misery. We wept the teardrops of our history If Fauria human yet spiritually like aloft tangible but yet unattainable When the rigid spirit becomes so soft and the fragmented wings inseparable From the moment my eyesight left your site from the instant my footsteps missed your space The F four e a of seeing you was great. You cannot wipe it from my wistful face. The soul is soaring like a fierce ico. Yet like the clouds purely white and peaceful Awakening the bear shadows of people from wretchedness from being ungrateful. Love is the finest exhilaration. It's the form of regal elevation, transparency, the shallow seas and their transparency when they are free from lengthen their peer blue. Your approach is defined. A parent see profound in my heart, courageous and true. You say that I have mystical powers. You say I'm your first and ultimate dream I with them in our cocoon of flowers, words drift in the adoration mainstream. From the point of time I passed through your door. You revive every memory we breathed, recalling Portrait's dispersed on the floor. Your farm letters resurrect the deceased. Goodness is the shrewdest form of being. Yet it is a gloom that scarcely freeing soles with wings. The umbrella witnessed rare affection. Substances transmuted to living things. The rain wind, the fireplace in each section, taken by the neutral of souls with wings, the dance floor, the pool, the water, the streets, the bars, the tubs and the diverse natures. All the tender words under the white sheets perceived the love of heavenly creatures. When you do not fear vulnerability, when you turn cruel reticence to freedom. When you bond through the hearts fragility, you will scare the separation steam in. I've used through emotion, depth and observance molded into one. It's named convergence reality. The soulful conversations were ceaseless. The roads surfaced there, eccentric power. The loquacious witness was left speechless. The envy and his temper became sour. Here we are. The escapade was over. The car stopped. You handed me my luggage. Ah! Moment of truth. Ah, harsh stopover! Heading to my door, I became sluggish. Reality. This sudden certainty smashed my soul into pieces. Shattered me, transformed my presence to uncertainty. I've wished, like a graceful dove to be free. Reality is a finalized choice, an obligation and a blaring boys.