Lost Boy
1 min readNov 19, 2018

Feathers of mist

Darkness on shades of breath dance

Know these motions be our undone

And to words of silent shores search

Your serenity hastens my heartbeat

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Drops of inks on paths of rivers pave

Quills beneath steps unfolds an image

Stretch of skies split on horizons gaze

Canvas into curtains of Northern abyss

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Waves thread thine subconscious tween

Oceans rose as our lips touched

Whispers trace grooves into miles

Wasted on drums of your wanders be

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Tracks fall hills into your curvatures

Lain hinterlands you my nomenclature

Stitched gasps on edges flutter feverish

Essence merged endless into wind crave