Healing

I am not who I...
was dreamer, colorful life,
shooting for the stars...

Reality dropped
me in dust, flat on my face.
hope, faith, disappeared..

Dreams flee, riding wind.
color vanishing...
fade to solitude.

Only safe when alone
only happy with you here,
in your arms I'm healed...

Caress Induced
Fireworks Explode Color
Swells, Flooding My Mind





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