The quiet in the air
like so many mornings before the dawn
claims my heart
stilling the waves of closest yawns
The darkness in my sight
littered with stars like shining eyes
stirs my dreams
clouding the thoughts in my sky
The chill on my skin
caresses like feathers of snow in winter
freezes my breath
shivering under the illumination of Her
The quiet in the air
changing seasons like leaves falling idly by
captures my heart
regarding my whims like trodden breaks at night
like so many mornings before the dawn
claims my heart
stilling the waves of closest yawns
The darkness in my sight
littered with stars like shining eyes
stirs my dreams
clouding the thoughts in my sky
The chill on my skin
caresses like feathers of snow in winter
freezes my breath
shivering under the illumination of Her
The quiet in the air
changing seasons like leaves falling idly by
captures my heart
regarding my whims like trodden breaks at night
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