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Picture Credits: Running Children by Vickie Wade

Be it as it may

Our hearts pure

As winter snow

Hand in hand

We circle the world

Be it as it may

We sit

By the golden fields

Looking at the sky

Blue for me

Orange for you

Lend your scent

To the breeze

For the times

You will be away

Be it as it may

We hide by the trees

Whispering our wishes

And tossing coins into sea

Exchanging promises

That leaves bend to steal

Be it as it may

We have the night and the sea

And I’ll share my laughter

With the dancing flowers

For when you want to meet

Under the stars

You show me your world

Dog eared maps

Coins stuck in torn jeans

You ponder over the mystery

Be it as it may

My dog circles us

Glances of envy green

I give you

My magic shells and keys

And birds I hide in dreams

Be it as it may

We sleep pleasantly

Lips adorned

With crumbs and smiles

Under the velvet skies

Be it as it may

We will forever be

Boy with a map

Girl with a key

Circling the world

Under tender sun

Be it as it may

We live

In each other’s hearts

Cramped with beats

As promises within

 

 

 

 

 

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