oh how the stars rain from above

they do not know how to withstand their love

created for beauty and wonder devine

if i reach up and grab one, will you be mine?

so perfect and dependable

you never leave my night

i talk to you, i sing to you

you remain a glorious sight

be around me! be near me! consume me! i weep…

embrace me! suffocate me! please put me to sleep…

carry me up so i can surround with you

not many will join, a couple, only few

 

 

first poem i’ve written in years…

i hate when i write poetry.

 

 

 

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