Wander Lust

Lovely stars they are,
You are so very far,
Far across the highest peak,
But you’re here when of you I speak,
Your strength.

Flamboyance of an Autumn night,
Because you care in spite,
of all the faults and trials,
The sharp fractures of a tile.

You are the one I hold,
Things I have not told,
Like the moon behind a crest,Our lips together firmly pressed,
Your infinity.

And when the summer sun doth rest,
In harmony and clarify we be our best,
To fill the void within our chest,
The timing is just,
To succumb to the blandishment of lust.


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