Last night I dreamed about the stars. We laid in dewy grass.
A light breeze rolled through the air, dancing with our hair.
The trees sang songs,
reaching higher to the stars,
higher then we could touch.
We spoke words we've spoken before. We spoke about how small we were compared
to the vastness of the universe.
How there was so much out there
to see
to explore
but we're stuck here.
How we wish we could just reach out and touch it
and bathe in Stardust.
I became somber and sad
at the realization
that I would never make it to the day where I could do such a thing.
Not with you and my soul cried
with longing.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Three Faces
PoesiaThe 'Japanese' say you have three faces. The first face, you show to the world. The second face, you show to your close friends, and your family. The third face, you never show anyone. I have made the choice to bare all three.
