From Above
If I cried my tears because of you I'd still be crying now
So, love, don't cry for stupid little things
If I showed my life on my face, you would still be asking how
I survive and manage to end up smiling
So, come here come closer to my fire
Take my warmth I give it to you
And my love and my life if you're tired
I'll be the sun for you are the moon
Smile, you are beautiful
No matter the war
Laugh, 'cause it's cute when you
Act just the way you are
Shine, baby, keep on shining
come take all my love
Smile, angel, keep on smiling
For I'll be watching from above
Lara Houssami
12-15-2019
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Nephophilia
Poetry'Nephophilia' is the love for clouds. Clouds may seem ordinary for some people, but they aren't ordinary at all for me, and it is obvious for most of my poems have mentions of clouds in them.
