(I am not the best with titling my poems so just bear with me, please. Thank you xo)
Thy gentle light caresses dark of night
Protecting and surrounding thee,
High up, where one dreams
Beautifully broken skin
Never ceases to illuminate kin.
Long live shall thy light
'Tis come morning's rise.
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ПоэзияI love poetry; reading it, editing other work, and even simply writing my own. So this is just a "story" of some poetry I have written. Yes they ARE originals, as I never copy anything!! I am an amateur poet, therefore please don't expect exceptiona...
