home
home again
my dearest friend
how long time has taken from us bothwe grew old
we laughed and loved
how fickle is the lives we livedeparted and broken hearted
you left without another word
rigid were your edgesi waited still
void of hope
that you would come back one daylilies grow among in row
where we used to lay
maybe someday it can go back to that waynow the time is drawing near
the end of our fear
where once is now quietnow i wait
at the door
what then separated us beforei take a step
over the cracks
of what was a broken timeour hands intertwined
this is our last time
the sea is growing deep
more than i can speakfaces near, the kiss is clear
it was never meant to be this way
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A Penny For Your Thoughts
PoetryAmateur poems. A collection of things I've written and am writing.