Song of 14 – Alone

Bristling clouds
Breezing waves away
Then a northern star
Forces horse engage
Time and time again
Bracing for another love
Flying under wings of doves
Steps become clear
As peace enjoys a centerfold
Flattering delays
As space becomes apparent noise
Nonchalant decides personality flaws
Wild harbor love
Increases clever tongues
Classic vines grow grapes
In vineyards miles away
Swaying arms around
Trying to fill a void
Water falls so high
Echoing sounds
My heart heard
Either way it goes
You said
It isn’t good for man to be alone

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