Do the mountains know your steps
Do the stars know your gaze
Does the breeze know your breathe
I speak of you from time to time
I regale the mountains with the tales of the battles you've won
I entrance the stars with tales of your adoring gaze
I entertain the breeze with the ways you steal my breathe
The mountains crave your steps as much as I crave your touch
The stars seek your gaze as much as I adorn myself with your gaze
The breeze speaks of your melancholy voice as much I long to hear it
The know it all from my words
They seek the lover who was able to break the unbroken
They deem you a worthy adversary to my time
They see you as I see you
For you see your love has been engraved in me since the moment our eyes collided
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Desert Queen
I am a college student who is actively pursuing my dream to travel and expierence as much of the world as I can.
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