Thee....
Knocking at the window pane
The brances wrapped around branches
There arms tap at the glass
Energy fulfills my request
A must as I climb to thee
With the wind combed to my hair
Eyes that sparkle to the shine of moon insight
I hold out my hand you reach for me
My star has come just for thee
Copyright © Sarah Hales | Year Posted 2010
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