She shows up like a dream, so beautiful that you wonder if she's human. Spoiler alert : she is not. She is made of the shedding of stars and suns, the glittering stuff that comes from planets undiscovered. She is celestial, with eyes that hold the vast amount of mystery in our galaxy. Hair that sparkly because it has been showered in stars and otherworldly lights. She is not from this earth - but god. We're so lucky to have her.
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thank you.
YOU ARE READING
all my love
Şiirit's not really poetry it's really just me sitting in my room writing things that come to my head © breathingghosts 2017
