When your shadow hides in the broken crack,
Of a night with a multitude of stars,
You wander to and wander fro, and wander back.
The midnight night is both of ours.
We'll walk among the shadows, sneaking softly by,
Everything that matters no tears for you to cry.
Your heart and soul the strongest of,
My dearest, purist, truest love.
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Author:
RSM (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 29th, 2025 21:43
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Comments1
There is a poetic rhythm to this poem that in rhyme and meter that carries the reader wafting them along on its feel. Charming
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