forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Solace

The quiet beat,

of your steady heart,

is my solace,

in chaos,

your eyes,

my lighthouse,

in the storm…

You find me,

when I have stopped looking,

in the desolate shores,

soaked in the high tides of the ocean…

You find me,

in a place of no sound,

when I am lost to be found…

and the quiet beat,

of your steady heart,

is my solace,

in chaos,

and your eyes,

my lighthouse,

in the storm.

ocean shore in the dark

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