May 19
Forget the flashing lights,
Passerbys, and judging looks.
Live now, with me,
In these brief eclipses,
Where we meet in the sky.
Where no one can touch us.
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Poetry For The Lost People
Poetry365 observations and comments about society, life and love throughout 2022. Come with me on my journey day by day, as I write what I've always wanted to say. There is no method or planning, just thoughts and perceptions about the way of the world. A...
Briefly Together
May 19
Forget the flashing lights,
Passerbys, and judging looks.
Live now, with me,
In these brief eclipses,
Where we meet in the sky.
Where no one can touch us.
