Godece Jasmine Rosal Poems

I'm here
Hearing the silent screams of the stars
Seeing the bright darkness of the air
And I wonder
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Behold! Here comes an angel
My eyes turn blind yet I struggle to see
The loveliest beauty there could be
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I sit and bask in solitude
And kiss the stars awake
And wave the sun away
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This pen is old
And so is my love
But this sorrow is young
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Alone. How lovely it is to be
Yet how cruel it is to be
How cruel to be with myself. Only myself
I remember. Dream.
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These strange nights have wonderful ends
These violent days have meaningless bends
Twilight and dawn
Night and noon
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His eyes I now faced
Topaz seas of bottomless ends
In this moment of moments, my blood raced
In this moment of the birth of ends
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