Lonesome Reply

The songs I sing
fall silent on
deep and empty skies.

How the clouds
are missed.

Deep flowers cry
a sweet voice
in lonesome reply,

Heard by love that
buckles and bends
like soft winds.

Cold melody falls
flat on the dirt.

Sorrow is unknown
by the gentle sun.

lonesome reply

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