8:55 pm
sparkles are in my view
and in the streetlights
that hover above our heads
when stars and moonlight don't
and prevent our minds from going
pitch black.
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empyrean
Poesiea little poem for the sky with each day that passes by. - 964 in poetry
january 13th, 2017
8:55 pm
sparkles are in my view
and in the streetlights
that hover above our heads
when stars and moonlight don't
and prevent our minds from going
pitch black.
