Has the fish ever dreamed of water?
Has never the forest forgotten its roots?
Have the clouds never lived without the sky?
Does love ever stop for time?
In her eyes
A mother misplaces her swollen tears
A child abhors her for the loving years
And the earth will stop spinning centripetally
And we will find happiness
Eventually
Some things in life will never change
But lives are meant to go away
As long as
In the eye of a storm
A way is paved
Clear and warm
Away
From the our lovers we are torn
And born
Anew
Until the next torrential rain
Starts falling down
To meet again
And since we ride the winds of fate
I’ll think of you until that date
And ponder that which never was
That which was always
In your eyes
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i think this poem is beautiful.
leslie
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