Quiet nights and soft waves,
Warm feet and wet rain,
dancing across the sun’s rays,
I try writing on the moon
tonight.
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In the middle of chaos,
amongst the busy highway of thoughts,
you found your waking dream.
I will fight a million fights,
with the raging skies,
Just to bring a smile,
to your tear filled eyes,
don’t cry…
for your tears can extinguish,
the brightest fires of any night,
and it can stop any heart,
from taking flight,
don’t cry.
You remove the quiet un-disturbing dust,
that settled on the photos of yesterday,
to drift in the innocence of childhood,
again.