You are of the shadows under the early morn sun
You are of the effervescent moonshine
You are of the iridescent snow
You are of the stars above
You are of the reverie of a dream
You are everything and more
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A Million Slivers of Warmth✓
PoetryMeet me halfway where honey skies Meet viridian earth. Come into my wild; don't tame me. Start a wildfire. A collection of short poems born out of the randomness of my mind. **** RANKINGS ACHIEVED: No.1: Beautiful Poetry - June 2019 No.3: Beautiful...
