Love Poem: Mysterious Days
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Written by: Serge Lyrewing

Mysterious Days

Rim of moon became dark
Stars are pleasure for eyes
I have never been loved
Now the same it's not nice.

I was scared to look for
And I couldn't forgive 
I killed Muses in core
I can't take I can't give.

I woke up in my sweat,
But I cannot arise
Someone's putting his step
On my brightness of skies.

Someone spreads my light wings
From my shoulders in grace
I can't sleep as it seems,
Oh, mysterious days!

It is ice in my heart
Waking up in my chest
Water flows it has started
Wonder days are my guests.

There's no reason of mine
There's no merciless blame
And my Love as the wine
And I'm greeting its name.