Stream

I long for you As a flower for the morning dew I long for you As a hind longs for the running streams Frown on me no more And let me smile again Before I go away And cease to be While I refused to speak My agony was quickened My heart burned within me As the fever rose My eyes are open But I can not see

Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 12, 2025

I seek your coast your horizon... whispering fingertips on dripping skin... feeble questions... sounds from my throat

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 12, 2025