Twinkle Twinkle, little star
each moment away from you is way too long
for it seems an eternity
specks of dust
like the sparkle in a fairies kiss
trapped in the hourglass of the sands of time
whispers of promises
float and swirl all around
cataclysmic, there are no sounds
here trapped
in an endless dream
reach out
and pull you close to me
Forged in the Fire, 2022. The poem is the intellectual property of Lynn Marie
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