Before my light fades
Remind me of the time
when constellations would shower us
under the blinding sky
of forgotten wishes
Remind me of the time
when stolen kisses are kept
and secrets are just for show
when you told me they'll never know
Remind me of summer skies
under the music of May
until the chords are too forlorn
when our words have come and go
Remind me of the time
when time was all I ever had
before the moment we had have slipped away
remind me
show me
before I turn off
my light
again
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Miscellanea
PoetryThis is a collection of prose, poems, and quotes continuing Trinkets. If you want to read without the commitment, this is the perfect book for you!
