fell in whispers ~


A amazing poem shared by a talented writer.

tornadoday

were not for breath
a moment more –
than e’er the years were promised
were not for prayer
I spoke aloud
or gave to stars
one night

as venus burned
another sun
I fell into your eyes
beyond a meadow
deep and sweet –
flush with fireflies

were destinies delivered
a kiss at seventeen
became a wish
to stars recalled –
the memory
of a dream

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