Under the Stars
Under the stars, where whispers lie,
I find my thoughts drift to the sky.
Each twinkling light, a distant plea,
A silent wish for you and me.
In constellations' ancient lore,
I trace our story, evermore.
Orion's belt, a guiding thread,
To moments shared and words unsaid.
The moon, a guardian of the night,
Reflects your smile, so soft, so bright.
Its silver beams, like gentle hands,
Caress my heart, in foreign lands.
I gaze upon the Milky Way,
A river of light, a starry bay.
It carries dreams, both old and new,
And every one leads back to you.
The stars align, a cosmic sign,
A tender hope, that you are mine.
Though miles apart, I feel you near,
In every star, you reappear.
So when the night is dark and deep,
And all the world is fast asleep,
Know that each star holds my heart’s song,
A pleaful wish where you belong.
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P.S. You're the brightest star that I've ever seen
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365: From Me, To You
Poetry"365: From Me, To You" is a journey through the intertwined sorrows and joys of love. Each poem is a daily testament of devotion, capturing the bittersweet essence of longing, reunion, and the passage of time.
