When I Inhaled Your Soul

Last night,

The gale steered my thoughts,

My soul,



It caught my hand

And walked me into your soul.


There, I could dwell through the night,

And the days to come.


There I saw




With shut eyes, I peeked into your heart

As I held onto the corner of your soul.

Your weary soul.

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