Stay
by sloanranger
My first breath
my life if death
my strength in need
my path who leads
my will to cope
my lasting hope
my eyes at dark
my arrow's mark
my loving friend at each day's end
my day my night - my dearest light...
stay.
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Passing Strange
PoesiaA collection of poetry dealing with love in all its stages. I hope you discover something to your liking.
