Tuesday 12 January 2016

...tO thOsE LOst to ThE pAsT BuT nOt ForGottEn

The sun rose in my slumber - rose behind my back.
My heart sinks knowing you're still gone - faded to black.
Solace comes as I wake with the vivid ghosts of my dreams.
Puffy eyed, I smile, blinded by the suns bright beams.

A rise in the wind carries the sleep of eyes.
Life prances on – our futures written in the skies.
I smile once more as the sun warms my pale skin.
My heart awakens - forever our memories within. 


- January 12th 2016 - Across continents -

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