In this; there is a time,
I burrowed within the mystic of you,
my muse.
Your soul etched into my heart
and I came undone in the sea of haze
mirrored of you standing,
vulnerable
and a heart marked from pain*.
I found a love inside of you,
regarded as true love.
For all I ever wanted
I found inside of me.
If there is ever a stolen moment
that time now is lost,
for now.
Yet, I know, thoughts of me
beckon you.
Abandon, I would never.
To hold you, warm and secure;
rescue your heart.
Across the vast sea,
on a stolen journey,
under celestials of moonlit nights,
into slumber of heathered days
and under a wave of tethered emotions
I submissed, freed you from my bones.
Yet, I feel a sense of you.
You,
etched marks into my soul
and I am haunted by your mystery.
January 17, 2016 ~ July Jennifer ~❥
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