Longing, yearning yet musing of my thoughts

will be penny pebbles in front of her wobbling

eyes, I look for the sunny balm to soothe

the painful aching, as like wind sigh coming

to the sight of a sedge.

It's itching to perceive what can be more or less,

lessened the lowest chances, my brother announced

the creasing twilight of messed words worked,

perhaps — "how do you convince her?" I asked.

"Easy!" Blazing saddles flicks off quickly, emotions

caught off guard by the lady.

"Where shall we meet?" I crave to get up—

Same splashes of water, mountain to reach

higher, ah! There she is! Looking majestic with the white

pearls of last rainfalls on the grass.

My lips quivered, with a shaky laugh —

I bid them with a hearty autumn!

Little bit, little less —

the last teardrops drenched me in,

How easy is it to get lost? How easy is it to lose a chance?

if my feelings weren't concealed with shrouded

leaves, perhaps you would've been

mine, fairy slush!

Ceased my hope with the last hues of sunburn.

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