Distant Sun

she looked upon the tree as i looked upon her charcoal shades distant Sun she filled the spaces with her imagination her emptiness as real as my own but i had promises to keep false dreams to carry out i approached her to ask that she wait for me so that i might clear my scripted day and invite her in but i turned away and became a shadow beneath her distant Sun (for Yve)

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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