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Empty Dreams and Blue Skies
I was the king
of empty dreams
and blue skies
endlessly lost
in the thought
of her eyes
softly framed
in the warmest
of smiles
while her hand
rested gently
in mine.
of empty dreams
and blue skies
endlessly lost
in the thought
of her eyes
softly framed
in the warmest
of smiles
while her hand
rested gently
in mine.
Published 10th Sep 2017
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11th Sep 2017 2:29am
11th Sep 2017 2:10pm
This speaks of a delicate & beautiful bond, threaded by time ~ 🌞🌷😎🎈
Lovely !
Lovely !
