Sky
I often think
of my notion
to unleash by
sky ,
And sometimes,
I dream of that sky ,
In your eyes ,
Infinitely gentle ,
still ,
With a flock of morning stars .
And ,
I am standing still in hazy spot ,
Under those morning stars ,
Along the rivers ,
Where the words I write for you ;
Brings you flowers .
Where softness is understood ,
And a quiet dream for two ,
Are never far from forevers .
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