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Locked away in a garden of thorns, A rose prison, where beauty mourns. Petals stand as bars, delicate yet strong, Their fragrance trapped, their song so cold.
By Amy Christie2 years ago in Poets
Becoming heart light as you listen to the dawn, facing a diamond path, loving sunsets reflected in moon mirrors, seeking love butterflies,
Wonder and soft steps in the rain, happiness blending flowers and heart wish, birds singing for that moment when soul steps
Find your path, see the way hidden among the stars that still walk on the ground caressing chances every twilight on sun steps,
Can I tell you the road back to a sunny wish where hearts embrace the sky, where nothing stirs to tell of storms, where I still know you are the one
Can I let go without your spirit, can I move on knowing you'll stay, will I go on missing your sunlight, if once I fly
Would you find sun rays hope abyss, can you remember fragrance of those forgiving words I gave taken on wind and undersea,
A way to reach your hope a dream that didn't fall began in mist, went on our different ways, apart, and yet together, if not inside your soul
I cared for more than shadows, I found your love, yet hope was hidden, and I felt the darkness getting so close, each breath
Have you left windows open to your heart, can you hear the wind, will you believe when I tell you my world is blooming in your smile,
When was the last time you looked up, when did you think about the sorrow that moved on, angels' wings together and apart
Where can I find the roses, petals gifted in peace, soul rise, moon lost and seen above horizon, the words I took as guide,
By Amy Christie3 years ago in Poets
