Your beauty; blinding.
You shone too bright.
I held you only a moment.
You never belonged to me.
Or the mortals on this blue marble.
The stars are your home.
You’re made of stardust and dreams.
Leave me now.
To scatter the stars
For my dreams tonight.
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
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I am a freelance writer that writes in several genres. I've had a successful blog with a growing and loyal following for more than 5 years. I've written articles for Counseling Directory .org, Introvert Dear .com, and WOW Women on Writing. My poetry has been published on Ariel Chart, a monthly online Journal and Spill Words Press. I'm currently working on my first novel. You can find more of my writings on my blog at: https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow me on Twitter @pennywilson123.
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A beautiful poem, Penny.
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Thank you Robbie!
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“You’re made of stardust and dreams” great line, Penny!
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Thank you Linda. I had a good time writing this one. 🙂
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It shows! 🙂
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Ooo, beautiful one!
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Thank you kindly Jess!
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Marvellous!
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Thank you so much! ❤
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Thank you love ❤
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🌷💕☺️😎🌺
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This is beautiful.
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Oh, thank you!! 🙂
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