In silence I whisper,
A beautiful name.
A star paved sky,
I wish you had came.
Along the ocean
My soul does fly.
Back at home,
The skies shall cry.
In silence I rest,
You in thought.
To love another
I think not!
Silver Moon Poetry
Poetry is what gets lost in translation ~Robert Frost~
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