They could sip the stars like wine,
share silver secrets with moon,
and fold the night sky beneath their gaze.
How could I ever stand i chance;
when all the cosmos,
choose you as its home.
Jul 1, 2025
Jul 1, 2025 at 6:23 AM UTC
They could sip the stars like wine,
share silver secrets with moon,
and fold the night sky beneath their gaze.
How could I ever stand i chance;
when all the cosmos,
choose you as its home.