Prose 06/25/24'
- Maria Mikschicek
- 25. Juni 2024
- 1 Min. Lesezeit

Let me fly into the midnight sky,
Where the daisie's mist is reaching high;
With a star by my side, a little place to hide,
So I can sleep and rest inside my mind.
What I do draw about human kind,
I see so much fear to unwind;
For if you leave this broken child behind,
There's no beauty left for you to find.
They come above the midnight clear,
Dark flesh creatures made to fear;
Where do they keep your soul held tight,
So that all your love is led to flight.
Let a tear sink down your pretty face,
The waters will run, let them form a lake;
You will drown at first, losen what is held,
So that your treasure's heart is no more withheld.
I love you.
♡
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