by elo69santa cruz, California, USA
Jul 2014 512 Views 3 comments
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crescent soul casting stones from the pebbles by the well
breath of dawn to gather but only time will tell
for sorrow makes a love sweeter than lonely song
as if all are are dreams gone wrong were just the price to belong
and with the ripples through her hair the last stars had fallen
through a bridge at the end time made from yesterdays
breath of dawn to gather but only time will tell
for sorrow makes a love sweeter than lonely song
as if all are are dreams gone wrong were just the price to belong
and with the ripples through her hair the last stars had fallen
through a bridge at the end time made from yesterdays
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Posted: Jul 2014
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Comments (3)
Gorgeous poem,
Mick.