Counting Stars



I count the stars
see her eyes
We talk about yellow roses
That was a long time ago
People change

 they move on

I would sit on this roof
writing letter after letter
inside a book I'll never give her
She's happy

for christ's sake


that's enough.


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Starward's picture

Excellent poem.

Excellent poem.