so we keep close
the feeling of freedom
a kiss touching my lips
the wind filling our minds
a queen to a king
as the road carries us through days
wheels following maps
routes in our hearts
charts we drew as tears kept watch
music from far away places
angels playing with our imgaination
so we keep close to our dreams
avoiding broken glass
causing hearts to bleed
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-01-22 at 08:01
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