The wind is chilly on my skin,
And lately I don't know where you've been.
We come and go like shooting stars;
There for a second and gone before we can start.
We spin twice as fast as this planet,
Therefore we finish faster than we intend.
I don't know what you want, and so do I,
We may be blessings or roadblocks in each other's life.
But if you ask me now,
Right this second,
About what I want,
I would just say your name.
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Drops of Poetry Vol. 2
ПоэзияThe SECOND Installment of the Chart topping Book "Drops of Poetry" It is a book of poems portraying the intense emotions translated into poetry. Join me in a new journey of heartbreak, joy, love, and more.
