My mind drifts back, back to that night.
Sapphire sky.
Pale moonlight.
Gold dress.
Emerald eyes.
We slow danced, your hands in mine.
Amber Embers flickered out.
Our gilded haze,
Replaced with doubt.
All that's left of the dreaming days
Is the ghost of you,
Form the memories made.
All the places that I can't go still,
You own them now
And always will.
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Author:
Lizzie91 (
Offline) - Published: December 16th, 2016 21:12
- Category: Love
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Comments1
!!!!! beautiful !!!!! I loved it !!!!!
Thank you! I really appreciate it😊
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