March 27, 2017
7:52 pm
7:52 pm
Carmichael
draw me a picture
with the color of sand
in between the desert
and the moon
Shades of infatuation
reflect smiles unseen
just as
the wind become intoxicated
with hypnotic movements
at the glance
And
I can't stop loving you
as
moments turn to ashes
the rain drowns
the tick tick
tick of
destiny's clock
reminding me
our time
has run out
with the color of sand
in between the desert
and the moon
Shades of infatuation
reflect smiles unseen
just as
the wind become intoxicated
with hypnotic movements
at the glance
And
I can't stop loving you
as
moments turn to ashes
the rain drowns
the tick tick
tick of
destiny's clock
reminding me
our time
has run out
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
The Silent Stalker
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