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this place
is ours
a secret
place
where
raindrops
settle on
closed eyes
making
tears that
fall upon
open pages
a place
beyond time
forever held
in memory
where we
exist only
for eachother

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rianna Quarequio Dec 2015
I remain under your wing;
Sitting under the shadow.
You make my heart sing
Before you go.

The two of us
Lay under the same tree
Before the insane rush,
Before the "title" caught me.

Our bodies intertwined,
Souls no-longer searching.

My left hand signed
My heart still beating
To you.

— The End —