The night skies spoke to me, as a sensitive soul When beauty filled the waterlight of cerulean oceans whole Through all the names within my mind, I treasures yours the most My deepest love was meant for you, as I dreamt upon this coast Through nights I beheld visions of serenity in sleep Of soft violet twilight, gentle rain my heart would keep Beyond these coursing rivers, I would always see your face In the lands of perfection, where all could fall in place So beautiful was that night, the moon would shine upon Yet from my dreams awakened, now facing this pale dawn A haze settles over this land, bleak and weary with deceit I know not who to turn to, who to trust, who will defeat My heart strung out in melodies as I look upon the shore I wish unto my Lost Realm, that it may fulfill what I'm praying for...
Reason for writing:
Hey sweetie, I know you'll read this eventually...take a clue!
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