• este_coalmirth 19w

    The Garden

    Twisted as a labyrinth was the path to my heart,
    Yet you followed the whispers of my soul,
    And found a way to an impregnable fort;
    You stood before me, in full spirit and whole.
    As you sang I followed the sound of your flute,
    And you cleaved the walls and spread sakura,
    Your golden hand I couldn't let go,so I held it,
    For you became the cause of my euphoria.