The scarlet hours
when the clouds steal the moon from the skies
and you ponder on the truth and the lies,
of the heart
The scarlet hours
when the clouds steal the moon from the skies
and you ponder on the truth and the lies,
of the heart
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Thousands of miles away…
you lay there asleep,
eyes closed…
to grass,
flowers,
birds,
sun,
me,
thousands of miles away…
you lay there,
asleep.