what the past had taught
is that love is a star
sewn into a velvet sky of black—
it does not shine with the sun
it all explains why i want him
to fall in love with my winter eyes
and not my summer smiles
for as the stars shine
when all gets dark
so does love
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Unmuffled
Puisia collection of his thoughts, questions, and manifestations on love and all the in-betweens
