One day, you will take me
where the mountains reach the waters
where the palm trees touch the sand.
Down there, I will meet you
we will be two, in the moonlight,
dancing lonely, in between those fallen stars.
And live up to the wild dreams,
we shared silently in bed
where you showed me what we can have
if I just hold on to your hand.
Gone will be the fear
That we are holding so dear
'cause it reminds us that we were real
Well it won't need to when you are here,
where the palm trees scratch the pink sky
it will feel just like our first high,
Back when we thought we'll never say goodbye
and our hearts raced the race of love.
Bella M.
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PoetryEmotions, thoughts and moments of my life, captured in poetry. Some are pretty dark, others pretty and light. Some about love, and some about hate. I use this as therapy, so welcome to my world. Most in english some in german. **Trigger warning: r...
