Shadows of Percy Bysshe

Sadness explodes with my breathing
and the tears flow with lonely words.
The images of love are leaving
like the flight of the birds.
Is anything in life so naive
as this life lost in lover’s lore?
The heart broken with no reprieve,
yet still I love you more

As the heavens embrace the earth
and forests that stand proud and tall,
the blossoms bring my soul no mirth
when you can’t stop my fall.
As sunlight kisses morning dew
and lunar light embraces night,
where is the love between us two
if not within our sight?

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