Eden

When the sun crashes onto the Earth

And the moon sinks under the sea

Do not fret my darling,

I will find us our own Eden

When the rain is hard and wet

And the cold is bone deep

So not fret my darling,

I will hold you till the shivering stops.

Published by scorpionpoet

I am a lover or words and believe poetry is the words of our soul.

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