Victoria Steiof

Where the ground is made of stars

 

I will still be sitting quietly here,

The lines of time edged upon my face

In this magic place,

that is neither here nor there.

Where everything anyone has ever shared

Is somewhere in between.

Where memories of the past

and dreams of a future yet to come

mingle and become one.

Where reunions and losses turn unreal.

I will sit quietly, here, where the ground is made of stars.

Silent in my thoughs

Silent in my love for those long lost.

But in this place where space grows insignificant

You are always close to my heart -

no matter how far we are apart!

All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Victoria Steiof.
Published on e-Stories.org on 09.12.2006.

 
 

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