“Inside Your Fallen Walls.”

Your voice is in the air
It comes to me from every angle
Sweet laughter watering the drought
Calming me intrinsically.

What have I done to be so blessed?
To see your golden smile
To touch your fertile soil
And to be inside your fallen walls.

Your elegance wafting my way
All my senses elevated by the splendor you exude
Patching my unmendable scars
Yielding to your potent perfume.

I will never be without
And you shall lack nothing
A thousand sunsets will never come close
To the blinding adoration I feel for you.

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