Poetry For Everyday People
Dry Roses Wet Memories
Relentless thought,
speeding past,
I was guarding
a butterfly
kissing sweetness,
I thought of you,
how can I not?
even red wine
and candles
know your name,
all is been said,
good night at times
can take years
to accomplish.
speeding past,
I was guarding
a butterfly
kissing sweetness,
I thought of you,
how can I not?
even red wine
and candles
know your name,
all is been said,
good night at times
can take years
to accomplish.
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Dry Roses Wet Memories
Dry Roses Wet Memories