STARS
Bright flame, night came—
my name in your brain.
Stars aligned, fates assigned—
my smile in your mind.I create, you always chase—
my face won't be replaced.
Meant to be, cannot flee—
my body is yours to keep.Grow upon, whole pond—
Soul bond through beyond.
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MANIFEST
PoetryA collection of self-written poetry about the beauty of manifestation.
November 12, 2022
STARS
Bright flame, night came—
my name in your brain.
Stars aligned, fates assigned—
my smile in your mind.I create, you always chase—
my face won't be replaced.
Meant to be, cannot flee—
my body is yours to keep.Grow upon, whole pond—
Soul bond through beyond.