She was the brightest star
The one the world couldn't take their eyes off and swear they haven't seen a god in flesh
She bewitched everyone but as she pointed out to the sky that night to tell not a crowd but just one pretty boy how bright she was
she couldn't help but smile because she knew where her light came from.
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Moonlight Hours
PoetryWhat happens when two strangers sit under the sky every night and look into each other's eyes? They fall in love.
