Love is not always holding on
Its also being brave and letting go
Love is not always a battleground
But a cherished dance under the stars
Sweet memories we hold close
We stand and watch from distant shores
Water that flows under the bridge
The drops we touched are never forgotten
But we need to walk away, sometimes,
Just to be able to live
© Manic Sylph 2016
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Drops In My Ocean
PoetryThe rapturous drops of my heart fall as poetry into the ocean of my infinite soul. I gather my ocean into each drop, to quench the thirst of questing spirits that wander into my world....
