Starry Night - Poetry

in poetry •  6 days ago


    It was nothing like the rest,
    Every night,
    Every dream,
    The same delightful loop.

    It was a dream,
    Of a world,
    With yellow skies,
    Grey sands,
    Everything a fairy tale.

    A warm rush of goodness,
    Mixing with a sudden chill,
    It was a feeling to remember,
    To the last days.

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