Dreaming of forever
If the day that'll never
Appear before us
Wisps of the previous times
Dissolving to thin air
Still at that same spot
Forwards and backward we'll
Travel without any
Chains clinging to us
Nothing ever remains
Deathly quiet and still
For one to return
As much constant as blue
An orb of pure gold lay
Changing for new days
Long golden strands bellows
In what connects us all
Till the end of time
YOU ARE READING
Us
PoetrySomething I hope will help others (especially Carlotta). Things may not meant to be. Let it go, write it down, say it out and you will feel much better.
