Leaving on the evening's breeze and arriving on a sunrise soil. Here a breath of cold air caresses the land with a frosty kiss.
Little jewels of dew sleep on the emerald leaves as they glisten in the sun like diamonds. Time stands still as if the sands in the hour glass cease to fall.
Roaming on the lush parries on a summer's day, as the clouds dance on the morning's sky. Butterflies whisper's an enchanting song into the ears of the flowers. Chanting a melodious prayer before they feast on the sweet nectar.
Now separated by miles, though clustered by love, memories open the wounds as they reminisce. Using memories as portals, to travel back in time, when their love flourished like flora and fauna in the wild.
Now lost in despair, helpless as a child, loneliness conquers, seizing them captives. Two soul grieves, as if death himself came knocking on their door.Two hearts bleed without a drop of blood, as tears of sorrow stream down their faces like rain.
With one breath they both breathe in melancholy,tasting its bitterness as if it was medicine. But this disease has no cure, this wound will never heal. No sedatives will bring relief to this pain.
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