Thousands of planets orbit around her
As she twirls the globe of starry skies
Nymphs and faeries drift about her
She holds the vastness of space in her eyes
I love her, yes, I always have
But these days she drifts away from me
I pray that I can get her back
But she is the only goddess I see.
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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). ⚠️...
