Falling TreesA Poem by Wild Willow BlueOne cannot see the forest for all the trees..Past feelings explained by the thumping in my heart as you speak in low tones from the window Lies are like hot coals burnt out, but always there Run away and never be seen by the hunters of the darkest forests Your face is full of light and bright stars as you peek at me from atop the moon A love that departed and returned to find nothing left Peace be to those who pay nothing to others return the favor in a kiss from the ghost © 2012 Wild Willow BlueAuthor's Note
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Added on May 31, 2012 Last Updated on May 31, 2012 Tags: Heart, Past, Light, Bright Stars, Forests AuthorWild Willow BlueOHAboutI am 33. I am gay/non-binary. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her.. more..Writing
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