He used to love me sitting from afar,
With roads ahead and miles away,
With every ray of sun that touches our skin,
And every moon from night to night,
We danced through stars like day alike.
This city is mine and that city is yours,
A ride away home we ever have own,
Yours that comforts and mine that that cares,
Our city holds history no one compares.
See me through the stars and I will see you in my dreams,
This city holds a memory of you when I sleep,
Your city is where I feel alive,
Making me live every moment like it's my last drive.
This city is ours—ours to keep.
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Galaxies of Feelings
PoesiaWriting is a form of expression of feelings bearing your mind's creative and imaginative thinking and your heart's desire to showcase your art and share the wonders of every letter spoken. Poetry is a type that does the readers an imaginative feeli...
