My heart is stolen
So my love
I have no heart to catch the moon
Risen in the sky’s gloom
Into the spill of drought
Of a broken fragrance within a promise you brought
Asking that what’s the use of stolen hues from the sun
When you take mud into my greenery landscape’s eve
So my love
Am I hoping blue sapphire water in a desert
Even not seeing the mirage
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