Kori Anderson Poems

The days grow colder now, the wind nips at my brow.
I grow weary in the night longing for you to hold me tight.
The sun rises and sets much earlier now as my thoughts wander to you.
I wonder my love, where you are. I hope your still wishing on shooting stars. I hope you never lose your faith that the sun will rise again.
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I'll tell you of my secret confessions,
Of all my lies and imperfections.
I'll tell you of all the love to display,
For the hungry soul has much to say.
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