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I read somewhere that
we are all made of stars
and if that's true then I want
to study your universe
until I can teach a class on it,
a history of you.
I miss the softness of you skin,
and tracing down your back,
the feeling of your warmth,
your body against mine.

I miss petting your head
and you petting mine,
holding hands in secret,
whispering, " I love you".

I miss the butterflies I get,
when I'm about to see you,
the twinkle in your eyes,
when you got excited.

I miss spending time with you,
and getting lost in your kisses,
forgetting all the world,
forgetting all the troubles.


but most of all

I miss the love we once shared,
and being your forever,
I miss the look you would give me,
to tell me,
I was yours.
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it's come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time,
walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me,
it's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea,

but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't
untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't
untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
It's a long story
How to steal a heart
Sometimes boring
And very hard to start

Sometimes tears may sneak into your eyes
Sometimes the chapters just seem to fly by
But this time I think you'll be in for a surprise
Because the story was never read to you right
This one has no twists, villains, or lies
Just the simple truth that I want you to be mine

Not just to have you in my possession
Or some whim of a lustful obsession
I want to steal your heart right from your chest
I'll take care of it and do my best
Because home is where the heart is so I'm told
So I will give you a home where we can grow old
Where you can be yourself and you'll never know a stranger
And all I have will be yours and you will never be in danger

We'll have windows to watch the rain
A fireplace to melt away pain
A bed of feathers to hold you tight
Through every beautiful starry night
But the best part of this home is something for you
Something to prove my words are true
Something that may seem quite new
I won't steal your heart without giving you mine too
At some point
The flaws of reality bored me
So I turned to the mousehole just to my right
When I looked inside I saw what one would expect
A mouse in its hole living its existence
It has no plan for when it leaves
What responsibility does a mouse have?
What bills must you pay?
Whose heart do you break?
How significant are you?
I stared and stared and stared
As the mouse moved from left to right to left again
He wasn't anything like the cartoons
Just another flawed bit of reality in a house never called home
Stepping away
I sit in the chair angled towards his home
Cleverly sitting Indian style
There I sat for an hour, waiting for change
If everything else in this world is so unique
What be of this mouse and his hole?
Emerging its head to look about
Slowly his body pulled from the wall
Suddenly he sat in front the doorway of his home
Protective and honest was he
How silly I was to judge a mouse
When really it had been judging me
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