The stars keep me sober,
From the intoxicating moon.
I tried and tried not to compare,
Compare you with them..
Your smile like the twinkling stars,
Bright and radiantly beautiful..
Your touch the most intoxicating,
Blocking all my rationality..
Ooh why do I see you in them?
Then, I heard a soft whisper in my mind
He's your whole universe..
- borntowinash
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Everlasting
Poetry"Only moths can understand the pleasure of burning in the flame" (Started:- 24 - January - 2019) (Completed:- 22 - March - 2019)
