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The sky missed the stars
And there are none on the tree
Oh, because my love
Is not right here with me
The nights get too cold
And the fire won't do
Even with someone to hold
But that someone isn't you
All I have is just one wish
Though I have nothing to say
"I'll never write again" but I just did
For I want my love to be okay
I miss your angel wings that hug the mountains
On the earth like my dream in the sky
I wish there's something I could do about it
Other than to pray you are alright
Lara Houssami
12-24-2020
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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.
