"...I came from very far, a little known star..."
And I don't know what to do. Searching.
Always searching for You.
Stepping lightly past each Avenue,
reaching deeply through.
Allowing eyes to peak inside, I expose the Me.
Come feel and see.
Wake up.
Where Are You?
Drawn. Last Knight.
Make Up...
They never did so there was I
Left so young to wonder why.
Asleep doesn't mean we don't cry.
2 comments:
I love this one. It is so romantic yet haunting!
You make me want to drag out the art pad and create something!
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