OUR NAMES
a prairie start,
shadows over
your eyes,
jealous clouds
silently pass
brushing out
winds and
unanswered
prayers
drifting down
from above
with reflections
of paths missed
and words
of fire that
no rain could
quench
until the years
of tides
floated to
the surface
our names
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Author:
shadow424 (
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Great poem.
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