I know your face.
I've seen it many times before.
Yours is the face that overwhelms
my thoughts,
my dreams.
But now...
I am wishing you away.
I'll put out the silent spark
and let it fade with the dark.
I'll extinguish the fire
and let you fade out into the setting sun.
In a moment's time
I will feel the cold summer's breeze
touch my numb face
as the stillness of the early night sets in.
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Have you considered writing a book of poems and having them published? You've got potential. Seriously..
Wow, Kokiks! Coming from you... hehe. I mean, i'm flattered. Thanks.
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