In All That Surrounds..

You are the stars in my eyes. And
when I wake you are my morning skies.
You are the golden evening sun, as it
touches the ground. Your the magic all
around. Your the reason my heart pounds.
Your the awe, the comfort, the peace,
found. In a whippoorwills sound...

by Rebecca Navarre

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