A Lost young petal
wandering souls
I see the dream you seek
Follow me please if you dare...
The Dream is coming
For you and me...
I returnby your side
With a heart in my hand...
It is like a bright fire dancing
to the slow music turning
My heart as smooth as Ivory
Has turned to sulfur.
I retire my heart to you,
So love me, for I love you...

by Kailia Chatterton

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