Come with me love,
Let’s dance on the moon
And sing with the stars
Till the moon becomes dark
And no longer shines
And the stars burn out
In the night.

I look at your eyes the same way I look at the stars.

I love your voice,
your soft brown hair.
I love your eyes
and love your stare.

I love your laugh,
your cocky smirk,
your stupid jokes.
You precious ****,

you know I do.
I want my hands
all through your hair
each treasured strand.

I’m wrapped around
your finger still.
Am I yet yours?
Your love does ****

the things I hold
so close to me
and yet you’re the
best **** I see.

We aren’t together
My mind knows that.
But my heart
Doesn’t want to accept it.

You consume me.