The galaxy above; a site of mysteries,
making us think of all the wonders existing,
waiting to be unearthed since histories.
The galaxy above; a site so majestic,
one is lost in its allurance,
that feeling of exhilaration is something so rustic.
The galaxy above; a site of brilliance so intense,
that one cannot help but admire the perfection,
it's a feeling of ecstasy so immense.
That galaxy is you,
with that charming face of yours,
the eyes which seem to hold the mysteries,
of the galaxy.
That galaxy is you,
with such a captivating smile,
with such persuasive words,
that one cannot help but be in awe.
That galaxy is you,
the one who has inspired me,
has lured me in your brilliance,
that I can't help but love the artistry that is you.
A/N: Hey guys! Please note that Survival will still be on hold until May 2018! I'm still on break due to my studies, but here's a short poem I wrote and thought it'd be good to post it! Please vote and comment if you liked it :D
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General Fiction"Musings and stories of an ordinary girl, who's just trying to sum up her infinite stream of thoughts into small little miracles."
