Insignia

Moonlit kisses, silent whispers
I have heard the heart therein
Within my breath there is warmth
And there are times, when I feel caught

For my insignia is the rose
And there are thoughts, which I transpose
Whispers linger in my mind
Gathered thoughts are intertwined

Echoed whispers from my heart
Echo through the words, that I impart
What love is felt, but never spoken
Hearts are like an endless ocean

Self-sacrifice is a noble gift
Beneath the shadows of the cliffs
No candlelight burns in vain
Beside the light of loves true flame

Selfless acts have defined me
And there is warmth deep inside me
Touch my hand and taste my breath
The last true testament to myself

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