As I stare at the stars,
I can not only see their beauty,
But also yours.
I compare and compare the brightness in your eyes,
With sparkling, golden asterisks.
As I stare at the stars,
I wish to be gawking at the sight of you,
But instead, I'm alone with only the taste of you on the tip of my tongue.
My heart is fighting for you.
Struggling.
Begging.
Needing you here with me.
The stars remind me they will never leave the sky.
Not in my lifetime.
They tell me not to let go of what I've got.
Never look away from my star.
My shining, beautiful star in the sky of a billion,
And I have the brightest one.
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Can You Hear Me, Major Tom?
Poetry☆*And the stars look very different, today.*☆ Poetry. It's so beautiful. Descriptive. It's so romantic, Yet, it could be devilish. It's a song. A beautiful song with butterfly kisses Sent from Lucifer, himself. Poetry. It can help you find your inne...
