Way back
In a time span
A cyclonic storm
Of the inborn instinct
Blew and ripped apart
The sinless and pure love
That budded and bloomed
Between two tender hearts.
Ever since
So many seasons
Have come and gone
But in an endless wait
His tired and moist eyes
Gaze beyond the horizon
Still longing for her union
Even though twilight knocks.
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