She was never his.
She belonged to no-one,
She swayed alongside the wind,
She was a free spirit,
An untamed soul,
No matter how much he wanted to
claim her,
He could never,
Because she was never his,
The only thing that
belonged to him
from her,
Was her smile.
The radiant smile that
was fuelled by
the sun,
The smile that kept him alive.
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Afternoon Thoughts
PoetryHer head felt light in that moment, She felt as if was drunk on starlight, Her bare toes grazing dewy grass, Breathing in the sweet scent that was finally her.
