Deep into the forest
Lies a living dream
Those words that you carved,
A testament of love
Awaits,
A touch of fate,
Or may be,
An autumn leaf
To bring color to its morose life
The cold stone
Lingers on till eternity
Like those broken promises
Lies a living dream
Those words that you carved,
A testament of love
Awaits,
A touch of fate,
Or may be,
An autumn leaf
To bring color to its morose life
The cold stone
Lingers on till eternity
Like those broken promises
A prompt by poefusion .. but not really satisfied by it