Precious Moons

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Another day
Time became precious
I woke up to smell the roses
You’ve faded into bliss
I await your whispers to sail across my eardrums
Tell me you love me like it’s the last time
I’d float on the limbs of palm trees until your return
My tears shed under your pool of waterfalls.

Photo Cred: Me
©A-Jjahlov Powell, 2019

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