Spica Poems - Poems about Spica

... I keep running to your home on the horizon Spica , but I can see that my Earth will never touch your Sky I'll watch the Sun till my eyes sting Looking for your spirit to move You must be in the ......

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...I thought it was my intuition It turned out to be my illusion Now it prevails in my imagination I thought we could have a story But it became only my history And now I’m winding around in this......

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...I wish you were like a shot of vodka and out of my system the very next day or like a sweet dream which I would have forgotten easily or may be that shooting star which could make my dreams tr......

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...The Autumn Rain reminds me the feelings that I didn’t express The fresh air after rain reminds me the moments I wanted to live The smell in the air reminds me those moments when I used to meet......

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