These stars
are not the same
but they glow
like your eyes
in the darkness,
sweet mystery
wrapped in innocence
of what we didn’t know.
But now I know
and the stars shine
for you
just like
they always have.
These stars
are not the same
but they glow
like your eyes
in the darkness,
sweet mystery
wrapped in innocence
of what we didn’t know.
But now I know
and the stars shine
for you
just like
they always have.
TBI Survivor Story
Writing letters I can never send
He was so ugly that everybody died. The end!
An engineered explosion of erroneous exposition.
~chaos with coffee☕
Poetic fun for the whole asylum!
Darren Hawbrook
A rather droll affair
Shattered long ago...
Understanding someone’s way with words isn’t as simple as you think.
poetry w/teeth
Two old men write poetry, short stories and other things
Where are you John Bender...
My Imagination is the DEVIL on my shoulder
No, this blog is not about love.
Aw…this is so cute, ‘sweet mystery, wrapped in innocence’ – I love it! 🙂
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Thank you! 🙂
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