Pieces of You
I find pieces of you in distorted cosmic dusts
In falling stars, I see your name so bright
You are the street signs, whenever I am lost
When you're here, everything feels so right.
I figure you in a notional painting
Discover you between the pages of my book
In a quandary, you are the silver lining
I find pieces of you wherever I look.
You are the star I vision in the sky
And you're also the yellow in the rainbow I see
You are the eagle I find so high
You are everywhere I'll be.
Copyright © Hansteven Selfa | Year Posted 2015
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