yr come out of love
like a flower
the coming dark
make the stars
And you words make the dark seem so bright
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And yr comments make stars in his night… 🙂
The stars are but broken fragments of the soul reflected in your eyes.
Windows of ghosts peering down.
Let them lurking ghosts chase shadows on a starlit night. 🙂
And capture the heart again that they left behind.
To keep it mesmerized this time never to let go.
For enough of woe both of them had known.
So that they can make up a beautiful tragic story for all the stars to hold.
P.S. This was so great David. I loved talking poetry. Thanks for indulging me. I admire you as a poet.
You too, cheers. 🙂
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