Dear love,
It's okay that you chose
The moon over me,
But she will only ever be
A reflection of me.
And no matter where you go in time:
The day or night
You will always see the bright of me.
~Sincerely,
The light of your life;
{The Sun}
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Poetry"I know that sometimes for people, I feel like too much; But let me kiss away the phantom pain that the scars remind you of, Let me kiss the burns on your hands, From when you touched the burning fire within my soul. Let me show you that yes, I am...
