If I were to
Imitate the old age
Poets I'd daresay
You are the very
Stars in the sky
And I the lonely
Astronomer
Forever condemned
To see your beauty
From millions
Of miles away
Waiting for the day
You'll become
A shooting star
And I'll have that
Brief chance
To feel the heat
Of your closeness
And see if
Stardust really can
Induce madness.
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Pushin' Up Daisies
PuisiA collection of pêle-mêle poetry that have been compiled from various emotional states and thoughts. It may be depressing, odd, horrifying, whimsical or joyful but it is all up to the reader to determine whether it is worth reading. Unlike it's cou...
