… you left me, so I left too
You took my heart, I took my pride
Now we travel the world- alone
With you in every thought
Maybe we’ll cross paths
And then again, maybe not
Xoxo
Postmarked-Chicago
Poet of the Light
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I'm just a romantic at heart waiting on a perfect storm to completely sweep over me like a gentle fresh dawn. In the meantime, I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone a friend, until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with other like minds artist, writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish. View all posts by Poet of the Light
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