On starry nights
While you sleep
I pluck the most beautiful stars
And quietly slip them into your eyes
And tuck many into your beautiful hair
So when it won't be a starry night sometime
And I won't be around
You won't be afraid anymore
The dreams in your eyes won't dim even a bit
And your beautiful hair will continue to shine
But tell me one thing
Will you ever look for me?
Ever think of me?
In those dark nights
When I would be a dark star
When you will have all the shining stars
At your feet!
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Love Stories
PoetryWhenever true love happens the heavens are so happy that they set off a burst of wish stars in celebration for people to wish for real love in their lives. Love is like that; it makes even God so happy. And then there are some stories which are more...
