Like the moon, I will
rise, night after night.
Some fuller than others
but always shining bright
Will patiently pull on your
truths, will tide up your lies.
Calling for your gaze, through
clouds, with all my might…
Take your time, rush not
yourself for I’ll always be
within sight…
Yesterday, in your memories.
Tomorrow in you dreams and
most certainly tonight…
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beautiful poetry cyranny. I just love this. xx
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Thank you, dear 🙂 *Hugs* ohhh… shoot, I forgot the description… The picture is a shot at the sky at night. The moon is blurry because of a veil of clouds and it can be seen in between a tree’s branches…
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lovely … more poems please?
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Thank you, Kate 🙂 How nice of you… I really let inspiration make its way to me. There will be more poetry coming in the days to come 🙂
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yeh and I wont be on air to read them but others can enjoy 🙂
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Don’t worry… this crazy brain of mine has been generating ideas for 40 years straight now… I doubt it’ll completely run out of fuel within a few weeks…
Now, what if? I just got nervous….
LOL
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lol never … you are soooo creative you wont run out of fuel … err ideas!
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hehehe yeah, I hope you’re right! Then again, you’re WiseKate, so I shouldn’t worry 😛
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Truly beautiful! ❤️
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Thank you so much! I am really glad this spoke to you 🙂 xx
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It honestly did
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🙂
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