In silent waves of moments without
beneath this hollow echo breath
Borrowed shades of autumn leaves
lost in a songbird serendipity
Devouring love's forbidden taste
Swallowed of words within
the chances of you.
Those eyes burn of fiery deep red
last chances of tomorrow's end
Flicker flames of hopeless hearts
torn souls of life in between
The true language of one's destiny
painted by thoughts of yesterday
A canvas meadow driftbreeze
of a yellow golden ribbon
Flowing through a memory oblivion
Frozen moments melt of dreams
Residue ripples beneath.
Rich of cedarwood sediment
Traces of our marble sunset seas
Honeysuckle drops of morning dew
A shadow place lost without
the chances of you


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