Oh! The Lovely ruins

Oh! The Lovely ruins

Those chiseled rocks
whisper tales to us
of an era bygone. 
All they crave for is an ear.

Those mute structures
carry secrets of
amour and war.
All we should do is to look deep within.

Those hardened stones,
etched in eternity,
are worth more than gold.
All they crave for is value.

I caress them,
like a lover,
feel them throb under my touch.
All I crave for is their trust.

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