Love
If you ever strayedfrom the ways of love
and wandered in a path so wild,
I shall sing with the winds
to carry my voice
and to call out your name
the cold winds will embrace you
and be a cloak of comfort and fire
to not make you feel lonely
If the wild beast
are on the prowl at night
and darkness is all that you see,
I shall hang my heart
under the moon
to lend you some light
I shall wave to the stars
for them to see my reflection
to watch you from above
If the evening sounds
are all weeping
and all its notes are flat,
I shall cover your ears
with my hands
for you not to hear a thing
the silence will close your eyes
and open your heart
and I shall sing you
sweet songs of lullabies
but love is laden with hesitant steps
and nothing feels safe anymore
that even my heart stolen
by you can no longer be your aid,
so let the winters burn the grievous
nature and perish your fears
and if I too shall be destroyed
in the ways of love
to find you without fail
then let love leave me
to lead you back to its trail
Poetry by Rin
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Written on 2020-01-25 at 10:07
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