Come, souls join together
vibrant in the swirling dark,
touching, crafting,
form these heartbeats
united-
finding us, last soul
wandering the twisted pathways,
let us illuminate from within,
call out
and welcome him home.
We were destined, combined,
and chose to remain-
all of us friends since stardust,
pure truths kindled.
Let us find eachother, once more,
children, adults,
by our last exhales
we will have played together
for we decided on us
for always.
9/1/14
copyright: Lilly S.
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Drowsy
PoetryThe Sleep Trilogy. Book one: Drowsy (complete), Book two: Catharsis (ongoing), are both collected here. About sleepy feelings, sharp moments.
