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she asked me under the dusky skies,
as stars reflects upon her beaming eyes.
“do the stars still shine during the day?”
with a solemn zephyr,
i can't stop but take a peek,
and wonder at thy beauty.
and at the back of my mind,
i guffawed.
you still had to ask when the answer is knocking you down.
the sun was set at the zenith,
we were under it.
thus, it still shines during the day.
because you do even in the dimmest, and sullen of times.
&—& notes ::
lowercase intended.
photo not mine.
work of fiction.
//012522
—yours truly, hope.
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PoesiaGo through, mi amor! This is a series of short poems. Please, do not expect long reads and I hope you enjoy reading! :x
