where lights bend not
when fires lose breath
where tears reach not
when leaves miss a hum
the stars came down
whispering the hum
the moon upon my arm
pouring the dreamy glow
where words miss homes
when love shied away
where feet missed the taps
when silence hung stubborn
the tea poured into hearts
love’s new woven fabric
the brush of a bold smile
painted silence into butterflies
where voices we hold, find not
when waves we held, gave not
where skies pause for our feet
when eyes seek meanings buried
the stars will come down
whispering the hum
the moon upon our arms
pouring the dreamy glow
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