Looking at the starry night
The shape of your smile is the only one I can still perceive
Were all the stars to disappear
The shape of your face is the only one I would miss
I can still feel the essence of your passion for us
Were all the stars to fall out of Heaven
I would still learn to look for you in the empty sky
Knowing that you reign sublimely in the cosmic dark
Filled with waves of bliss
Obsessing over memories of us.
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Poetical
PoesíaPoetical Stories. Poetical Sketches... Stories. Insight. Casual. Bliss. Feels. Moods. Vibes. Weekend Inspirations... In one word: Poetry
