Your grandeur is alluring and so theirs too Even if yours isn’t an orthodox, I could decipher it’s true It’s like the wind, even if it always gusts, always fade It will always be right here, imperfectly made Your beauty is water settled in an unusual manner Even if its vessel varies, it will never … Continue reading 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘖𝘸𝘯 𝘋𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯