would you sit here with me,
eons apart, beneath the same sky,
and watch the hours tick away,
with only the dance of stars
to tell us the night is passing?
the warmth in your voice and your heart
isn't lost with the miles between us,
though the sorrow that laces your words
somehow seems stronger.
could i take your pain for a day?
Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 5:54 PM UTC
would you sit here with me,
eons apart, beneath the same sky,
and watch the hours tick away,
with only the dance of stars
to tell us the night is passing?
the warmth in your voice and your heart
isn't lost with the miles between us,
though the sorrow that laces your words
somehow seems stronger.
could i take your pain for a day?
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