They were those kind of dreamers who dreamt with eyes open,
Their story is what they call something that can't be forgotten,
A story engraved in the sky with the stars for ink,
They were like the sunrise and the dew, their hearts were in sync,
They say that no two souls were so meant to be together like they were,
They say their love had the power to heal, but their passion had fire,
With their love they fought the world, against all odds,
No one could ever defeat their love it was blessed by God,
They made rhythms to their own songs and sang them in glee,
The music still echoes in the wind and it moves like the waves of the sea,
And never has it ever happened that the world has seen a moon just so bright,
It was only when they sat together, that the moon was in it's full glory, so full of light,
They left the magic of the their smiles and their laughter for us to hear,
To know that true love is real, and it's inside you and it's everywhere,
And sometimes when they say that some stories created magic, their name comes first,
Because they still give hope that love is real and that victorious it will emerge.
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A sanctuary of thoughts
PoetryA compilation of poems from the heart of a seventeen year old girl wanting to be heard
