Always

We came, We came,
I don't know why,
It wasn't just to watch the sky,
The spinning step and hidden path,
I thought with such a tired heart,
Every breath would be my last,
Compared to you I have no past.

The moon, The stars,
We claimed them ours.


Francesca Lewis

©2001

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