Coexisting in the same space harmoniously. An ideal?
Delirious in my state of sleep deprivation Unrealistic were those daggers Daggers laced in accusations That you hurled upon myunblemished character
A time to weep was never born with such thunder and applause, as we lay on the broken grass that eager hearts may meet. A time to soar was never cast To such a godly script, With silence and snowflakes Drifting down to seal this lover’s crypt. An inky black sky, a howling wind, A promise of a bright dawn, Never clutched before so tight, Never guarded with such thrift. Who saw...