Earthly Dreams

Savannah Skye


Thy heart beats
to the rhythm of love
under the never ending skies
that hold the stars
in their celestial hands
above my earthly dreams...
The moon dances in my hair
upon it's beams
that shine down
on my existence...
The sun wakes me
from my deep sleep
that has kept
my soul in a coma...

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Quenching the sword's temper in peasants has been outlawed.

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