Posted in of the heart, poetry

The how, what, where of when we were


how vast were the skies
back when we were together
when our heartbeats rhymed
singing next to each other

what so-called romance
have we basked our songs
while lost in dulcet trance
where we thought we so belonged

where love had made our place
there was wonder; so enchanting
but for one too many ways
what was eternal is now ending

I’ll miss us
back when “we” were

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Hi! I'm Rose. I fancy myself a poet sometimes... But really, I'm just a dreamer- a wonder wanderer. Words are my photo albums.

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