The soil of my homeland
whispers in gold,
its fields sparkle with
diamonds and pearls.
every grain is a jewel,
every breath a blessing
O sacred land,
you are
the treasure of my soul.

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from the heart’s silence to the sky’s infinity,
i had promised to walk beside you.
yet today, you drift away midway, my love.
maybe this is what
life teaches that
some journeys remain unfinished,
that some bonds loosen before their time.
but remember
the day will come
when even your own wings
will falter,
and when they fall upon the roadside,
you’ll understand how heavy loneliness can be.

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Babe, sometimes to love
is to cradle pain within the heart.
for in giving all of myself,
i wound myself in silence… isn’t it?
and yet, without this love,
i cannot even breathe.

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Do you recall
the crimson maple
that cracked
in the brittle wind,
the withered jasmine,
the gray veils of the forgotten valley?
do you recall the quiet grasses
that bent beneath the frost,
the broken thistles,
the daisies lost to the barren plain?
do you recall the weary moon
that flickered and fell,
upon a sleeping meadow,
when it drowned
in the dusky dawn?

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When the sun forgot my sky.

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If my little spark
ever disturbs your
radiant flame,
let me drift afar,
so your warmth
may glow untamed.

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Even in the frost of silence,
my skin longs
for the warmth of your touch
like winter pines aching
for the fire of hidden desire.

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Baby
the way I’m longing
for you tell me,
do you ache the same
inside for me?

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Baby...
you are the
twilight in my soul
where the sun
bows in fire,
yet rises again
in me as hope

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Like autumn’s leaf,
this heart hangs still
waiting for your touch
to turn it into spring.
would you be mine?

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