# 2 ☆

beauty sparkles in your windows, two keyholes of your dark though they are shattered they shine various rays of pretty and the spilling of rain across your shards look like valuable art i lean my ear against your chest, it's cool and windy a perfect tune of calling, your gentle cry of pain you, a beauty of nature, natural and so sad in vain; a wish i hold so close in mind and heart to pepper you in kisses and hug you so a warmth overcomes you and so you no longer feel the cold of darkness so no danger you face will be your burden to carry alone