Waiting
The wind hums soft, the night stands still, My heart awaits against it's will. Shadows pass, but not his face, Lost in time, I hold my place.
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The wind hums soft, the night stands still, My heart awaits against it's will. Shadows pass, but not his face, Lost in time, I hold my place.
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets