GLANCE
Her love is a transcending shadow
Shuffled on pregnant darkness
And harnessed on tears if desire
Her love is of pinned nails
Pricked on rusts of lust not awe
Her love brings more of fantasies
Of incoherent positive attractions
It's a pure bliss of fierce sparks
That burns broken embers to mend
Her love comes with seasons
More of reasons to a pinned charm
It's a happiness bound in shatters
©breells
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