01
Sometimes,
I feel as if everything under
The tips of your fingers will
Fade.
Like the sun and its
Glorious force will
Take it all down with it
As it sets.
02
It is often said that
Love is infinite, but
That would mean it's
Unobtainable.
And anyway,
Beliefs that are fleeting as
Love should be are
Held higher than the
Most precious of gems.
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Poesy and Prose
PoésieContaining songs, dreams, poems, and prose, this is a collection of my inner-most ramblings. When I need to unwind, I write.
