There must be a place where lost poems go
Those wisps of lines that slip our mind
with promises of finding paper or a rhyme
There must be a place where lost poems wait
Wandering invisibly around word gates
with flittering hearts anticipating their fate
There must be a place where lost poems meet
Those ideas we dream as we walk or sing
with hearts ready to burst with...
There...I lost it...
Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 9:51 PM UTC
There must be a place where lost poems go
Those wisps of lines that slip our mind
with promises of finding paper or a rhyme
There must be a place where lost poems wait
Wandering invisibly around word gates
with flittering hearts anticipating their fate
There must be a place where lost poems meet
Those ideas we dream as we walk or sing
with hearts ready to burst with...
There...I lost it...
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