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 Jun 2015 Ray Zimmerman
Em Rose
When its 6am and he's on your mind
It must be love

When you drive over a thousand miles and he's the first person you need to see
It must be love

When you can feel yourself smiling inside when he kisses you... Really...
It must be love

When you hear a song and you know he'll love it
It must be love

When you've been waiting all day long to see his face, cause it's him you've been missing...
It     must    be      love

If it's not
It must be... something
we scintillating
drift swirling
in our own
individual
paths

we make our ways
not by the
Southern Cross
for this is comprised
of stars

but by this little
blue marble
we call

EARTH*


soulsurvivor
(C) 6/7/2015
We revolve around this
little ball
shedding little lights

Little do we know that
we are, in fact,

SUNS

dedicated to
poetessa diabolica

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 Jun 2015 Ray Zimmerman
Day Wing
What if I ruled the world
Would there be happiness in the wind
Or sorrow along dark skies
Would there be birds singing lullabies
Or guns screaming every hour
Would there be smiles on everyone’s eyes
Or fear in all the closed windows
Would there be love among all souls
Or hatred among stone hearts
Would I be governing a beautiful paradise
Or dictating a desolate wasteland
I wonder...
 Jun 2015 Ray Zimmerman
Day Wing
Written not only by the ink of pens, but also by the soul of  hearts

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