Saturday, April 14, 2018

All Along

Painted skies
Tell no lies
Whispered words
Said at night
A heart hears
And believes
Every word
As your truth
Like a song
Carries me
I do long
So naïve
I believed
The magic
That was you
Tiny stars
Fill my night
In my dreams
There you are
Morning light
Nothing real
You are gone
Never were


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