For You
When the moon shines its brilliance,
Will you still be reminded of our alliance
We forged on the treacherous lanes,
Of cracked bones that danced
Until ashes they became,
That spread like white sand,
And the seashells we picked,
With our bare hands?
When snow falls with its might,
Will you still be reminded of the sight
Of skin and fogged windows,
When our passion ignite,
With the hush of a secret love affair,
Bites everywhere,
And our kisses
goodnight?
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