I need you to hold my hands while the heaven is mancled in an embrace with darkness,
I need you to numb the pangs of pain swallowing me whole along with my sanity,
I need you stay by my side while my hairline dwindles down the road laced in silver linings,
I need us to make magic, before the world watch me fade away like clouds while they fold their arms.
I need to listen to the music that your soul sings when my love is lost in your soul,
I need to weed all withering buds from our land that blooms with breathtaking roses,
I need to wallow in your sun-tinted warmth that has the hue of golden robust rainbows,
I need us to be united in spirit before I close my eyes to this wearisome world nauseous by our love scent.
©DECHOSEN1
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