Dream.

Looking back
it
never mattered anyway

If your sparks grew into a fire
or were put out
when fanned;

You
were the northern lights
and I was the north star,

baffled
by your outrageous glow as you danced
before my eyes.

 Closer, I thought, closer

Yet
I couldn’t help
but drown in the distance between us.

Won’t you stay a while with me?

Your laughter
slips
through my fingers like sand,

scattered
like soft petals
in the wind.

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I enjoy penning my thoughts in words, and the strangest, most random things inspire me.

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