Lost heaven

Sun, 02/14/2021 - 14:59 -- Swizzie


Click Click Click
The light flickers
The bird whispers
For the lost slayers

She whispers into the night
Telling the clouds of its delight
Like there was so light
For such a sight

A young deer runs through the dark
Calling on its heaven
A heaven full of beauty and valour
A heaven full of bounty

"Oh! He's gone" She cries out!
Where is a treasure in the South?
He calls on me but is no more
How shameful we see no more

There is a beating in the background
Reaching out to its solicitors
Bringing them into its abode
So she had to crave in her bosom

Life took my pleasure
For there was a hidden treasure
Like there was no measure for which death takes
My pleasure was once my heaven
But now my lost heaven.

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