☾︎ hunt me down to where the caravans are found in deserted bedouin towns,

i'm a wind for the day, i always slip away,

maybe i'm not made for festivities like these, i'm a wind for the night, i'm always free to leave.

☾︎ step closer for closure but it will only hurt you to know her, they will tell you these things when you ask them how i've been,

and i turn my side gaze from the path ahead to your clueless face; don't try to chase me now, i'm not someone that stays behind.

☾︎ the sumer is a land for civilized kings,

i'm neither royalty nor one made for these imposing things,

i've been trying to tell you this since we had first met in the alley behind the fortress, that was the last time i felt like a lone wind of the night forest.

you've always been there with me from that moment.

☾︎ you're a little pristine, immaculate and always so keen to wander around valleys you've never seen,

you have such big dreams, to travel the lands your forefathers couldn't reach,

and if i was anyone else, you'd be perfect for me,

two souls fabricated from one seam,

i was the wind and you were the piercing chill that came with me.

but they won't let us live this dream,

history will never know you and me,

we are an unwritten poetry, and

the wind falls on sumer’s misery.

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a royal falls in love with a commoner in the ancient civilization of sumer (the earliest known civilization in the historical region of southern Mesopotamia). thank you for reading and i hope you enjoyed.