It's 2 am with eyes wide awake
This is where
I sneak out
And gaze in wonder
At the dark welkin
Covered with stars
Flickering in a distance
I blow kisses
And tell the moon
To summon the wind
And handover to you
My smooches.
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Tea Poetry
PoetryPoetry and noise amidst stillness. When words are too much to bear And they want to spillover Let go and unravel The inner voice This won't be possible If I didn't let go of the fear that nobody will appreciate. Yet, the words were too heavy to ca...
