Untitled

Behold the rising of the sun
For a storm is coming near

Like a valley bathed in the morning light
Masked in the dewdrops leer

Up is the call to mighty arms
Easy the sound of bliss

Piercing romance with a jagged heart
Guard it with a kiss
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its been awhile since i last wrote a poem,
i guess my touch's still there.
its called untitled cos there is a mixture of feelings within 1 single poem, comprising of 4 short paragraphs.

its kinda deep,
think! =D