One More Day
I said my hand will never dance
On a paper with my pen ever again
Buried deep my love is killing me
The heaven is my dreams where I pretend
We're dancing above the clouds... The stars watch us laugh around
And one of them is proud of you
And when our hearts collide, I tend to close my eyes
And wish our forever could be true
'Cause if my eyes let go of yours
The stars will fade away
If forever could never be ours
I wish for one more day...
Lara Houssami
11-4-2020
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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.
