I think you still got lightning in you
Since the storm of the black beacon sound
Punishing winds can be heared in your breaths
And you surely still have a flooded heart
High tides rise in you
The salt spray of waves
Goes over your eyelids
There's much to rebuild
But the harvest of your soil
I believe shall be abundant
Your kingdom was swept with moonlight
© Copyright: Евгений Лайонел Балмонт, 2018
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Thank you, it's nice to know someone can see the spark through all the layers!
Надежда Еленина 11.08.2018 12:46 • Заявить о нарушении
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