
Dreams that drift away into the night,
the eyes that glitter with hearts reformed
rejuvenated and cool in the morning light
I drift and dive into the moon.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

I saw her at the
Crossroads, black dog at her heel
A torch in her hand
Another drink, a day gone
Torch burning in the darkness

Dreams that drift away into the night,
the eyes that glitter with hearts reformed
rejuvenated and cool in the morning light
I drift and dive into the moon.
Thank you for reading my work! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems.
-Alina