Verse of a poem
Adorned with synonyms of love
Left on a piece of paper.
Emotions carved into the words or a
Nest woven with the silk of your dreams.
Tale of my tethered troubled heart
Inked with colors of your name.
Numb this endless pain of emptiness and
End it if you still smell the
Scent of my dying soul by writing our
Destiny in between those stars
Across the sky made for
You and me, my love?