A CALL TO My LOVER

Psycho Writer

The true lovers call.  

Beauty is thou called
Where art thou
Oh my lover!

I miss you like the desert misses water in dry season.
When thou hear my call I hope you remember the soul who held your spine.

Call my lover,
Say to my lover that my love is as strong as death as wide as ocean.
As beautiful as morning dew.

I hope your night is as gentle as raindrops falling on leaves in Amazon forest (Klove)

Your silence is like a dagger stack in my soul but not beholding your beauty is hell.
I love you and am not afraid to say it.

I miss my lover.



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