thoughts of you have consumed
every little drop of my sanity
every ounce of my dignity
and i do not object
you lit up my soul
and that light shines
through my eyes
with admiration for you
and my adoration for you
seems like outer space
there was never a before
and there will be no after
we’re satellites,
you and i
floating endlessly
and time does not exist
there’s something celestial
about your eyes
that has me convinced
you were born from the stars
I am a slave to
the immortal beauty you possess
and the way you illuminate
my existence.
let me be the Moon
to dance around you, my Earth
but instead you dance with me
and we are something otherworldly
Nov 11, 2012
Nov 11, 2012 at 1:09 AM UTC
thoughts of you have consumed
every little drop of my sanity
every ounce of my dignity
and i do not object
you lit up my soul
and that light shines
through my eyes
with admiration for you
and my adoration for you
seems like outer space
there was never a before
and there will be no after
we’re satellites,
you and i
floating endlessly
and time does not exist
there’s something celestial
about your eyes
that has me convinced
you were born from the stars
I am a slave to
the immortal beauty you possess
and the way you illuminate
my existence.
let me be the Moon
to dance around you, my Earth
but instead you dance with me
and we are something otherworldly
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