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A source of light/
A sun on his own/
So bright and shiny/
White light like the moon/
Fluorescent/
Left untouched by imperfection/
Interpretation: This one is about Michael's skin and his overall presence. Luke is basically calling him an angel.
YOU ARE READING
you are my muse
Fanfiction"I think you have a great smile"/ An earthquake could've happened in the moments after that and I would have failed to/ acknowledge such a catastrophe. A collection of poems written by Luke as he and Michael fall in love.
