In the kinder glow
our eyes meet
flashing like a castle
lost in the snow
The sky illuminating in blazing blues
and solemn reds
but even in the dark of night
a light is shed
In the dawn of morning
kingdoms will grow
blooming, blooming
from the castle below
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Under the Rain
PoetryJust another poetry book like usual. Some poems may be sad, others are loving. But a flower can't bloom without a little rain.
