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I love the side of you
at 3am
when the sun has long set
and the moon is your friend,
when the wind caresses your skin
oh so softly
and my fingers reach for yours
longingly
That's when I can see the real you;
beautiful,
free.
My only wish would be
it was also for you to see
-by me
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Metanoia || poems, lyrics and quotes
PoetryMetanoia (n.) the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self, or way of life I do not own any of the pictures. Contains mentions of mental health.
