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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Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in on line journals, such as, Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society.Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 by Z Publishing. You can find more of her writings on her blog at: https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her 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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