dreaming

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The sun started to creep behind the horizon,
And I watched you admire its little petals
Just as I admired yours.
I prayed the minutes wouldn't pass,
But they did.
And I felt each one kiss a scar away.
Eventually the orange radiance was gone,
And we were left with a million diamonds.
I watched the moon sparkle in your eye
Just as you did in mine.
Like art, framed and still.
We say that night, together.

I just wish it could have been real.

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