Pt. 2
A more moon kissed child
Second to only itself
Shining it's own brilliant night light
Eyes that of the murky water
With sun rays reflected back to me
Hair of a fairy that glow in dark
And light
Watching them talk and move
Like it was a sport
Talking seemed so outdated
When you could observe a beauty as fair as she
Flailing two lil arms awkwardly
I laughed and smiled
Genuine nonetheless
A whole head shorter and yet
You felt on the same level even
Higher
She blinked once
Knowingly like a mind reader
As if I was in the palm of her small little hands
Always knowing what to say at the right time
sweet little moon kissed child
Never are you allowed to leave
And this time it's not a threat lmao
My eyes were drawn to the
beauty and another
I couldn't chose between the two
Their own beautiful translucent light
I cried inside of luck
To found such two "wee" gems
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