May 1
You, despite your torment and rues Covered heart of mine with your hands; The wind, that goes by your side Is a sin, that set us apart.
I, too, despite the aching and tiredness inside, Have covered heart of yours with the hands of mine; We're side by side, but regardless of it Neither couldn't spread their wings wide.
If there's no way for us To walk one road along Then earth shall see a shadow one - And yet with wings of four.
To gentle mellowness and thoughtfulness and glory of the company, of @lady-hircine's ones, I am endlessly grateful, unspeakably lush with love, and tirelessly awestruck<Π·
