
I fled outside at a quarter to nine
Then you came to clear me of my sorrow
Skin to skin as your eyes reached mine,
but this heart isn’t one you can borrow
As I opened my heart to full despair
I saw your face and saw the moon
Maybe your the answer to my prayer
When do you think we will meet again, soon?
Keep me in thought while you gaze beyond
For soon I can be there, wrapped in your arms
Maybe its crazy, but I hope your fond
This unfinished story can sure be ours
I can still imagine the stars above,
but you’ll never know I’ve fallen In-love
About the Creator
Savannah Deerwester
A young writer, trying to find her place in this life. I hope one day my writing brings joy to lives.




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