You're all the stars I couldn't reach
You're all the little lights
You're all the flowers that I couldn't grow
That I couldn't keep alive
You're that spark in my chest
The warm golden glow
Of long forgotten summer days
And the secrets I used to know
Everything seems so important
In the moment
At the time
Everything seems so insignificant
When it's forgotten
When it's done it's time
I'll forget you, I'm sure I will
I won't make you promises
But please oh please
Drift down to earth
Grant me my three wishes
I need your smile
Your touch
The light in your eyes
I need your feelings
Your thoughts
The memories of endless skies
You're all the little lights
All the little lights
Maybe if you come on down
I'll glitter just as bright.
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Misty (a collection of my poetry) {{COMPLETE}}
PoetryA road trip of poetry, I guess. Care to come along? Highest rank: 267 in poetry Read my third poetry book, "hush." I have high hopes for it. Read my first poetry book, "where the bluebirds aren't." (Or don't, it's old and rather embarrassing). ⚠️...
