How you are such a mistake that corrects me in a lot of impossible ways,
Perhaps you are such a bliss, or even a curse; but both can turn my solid heart into thunders and lightnings.
It is a sin of me to consume you as a whole; how dare I to feel you deep as mine while our strings will never connect together.
Yet it is a normal phenomenon to occur; how me and others might straight away jump into conclusions in having you.
Time is ticking and so do you flying,
You will reach her hands and kiss her knuckles to make her red, love her perhaps with lust and tears; as you begin to learn how your past lovers will never match her.
And I will be one of the first people to hear your spreading good news; it will certainly hurt so deep.
I will shatter when her heart is in your hands,
But as long as I can still hear your voice soothing my difficult nights and cooling my trembling days; I am more than thankful to ever hopelessly call you as love.
There will be no other men who can reach my obsession as deep as you did, but after all we both have contrasted routes for us to take individually; so, thank you.
-Cassiopeia.
-a secret fan letter written within a minute just for a legendary singer whom she admires with mind, heart and soul-
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Tales of A Libra
PuisiThe author wonders why most of the poems she has read are all about love. Will life be constantly surrounded by love? If yes, why she has not found one? However, suddenly there was a song, and a starry night, that inspired her to write. And follow h...
