While a heart blooms under the shadows,
Casted from the rustling of the leaves,
Upon meadows where no grass e'er grows,
Upon the light with the life it weaves,
While a heart blooms under the shadows,
Trapped beneath the young stars on your hair,
Upon moonlight, within your eyes, flows,
Upon galaxies in skin so fair,
While a heart blooms under the shadows,
Looming o'er your eyes that see my world,
Found in the reflection your eye sows,
Upon when you stare at mine so bold,
While a heart blooms under the shadows,
Guarding the secrets our tongues had shared,
Upon the words sung with the winds' howls,
Upon the lovely three words we'd told,
While a heart bloomed under the shadows,
Casted by our young souls, and none else,
Upon our hidden, windswept sorrows,
Upon fingers that lit our farewells.
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Interstellar Whispers: Volume 1
PoetryFORMERLY KNOWN AS: Poems of Petals by IamPDB Men and their offsprings had always found the time to wish to the twinkling children of the watchful silver eye of the night, before the goddess' spell befell their eyes. Little do they know, these twinkl...
