@FrozenWords
Getting drunk in this essence of you,
Wine dripping from this unbreakable piece of glass.
I write your name with my blood, making the sky my Canvas calling for you through the stars.

@tofn
You hold that glass
Full of wine but it seems to be faded in front of your eyes,
The canvas is painted in depth with your touch,
And it smells of your essence.
Those skies, the wind is intended with your voice
I heard that calling from stars
And I'm sure, my soul is on the way
To share bits of your time..

@FrozenWords
Hands may not be entangled,
But souls emit the same light.
The night howls this sweet melody, let time flow, slowly steady, to its owner , let it shout to the moon.

@tofn
The moon has been my beloved,
As I've been traveling through nights
You had already sent a note
It reverberates with my being ...
The moon has been my beloved
The cloud can never hide how your essence feels
The winds always bring those calls
And you're the...