I think of the stars
That you gaze with admiration at night. As you close them, the faint sprinkle of them are left for your dreams.
This galactic mind explodes and is reborn again.
To shine brighter than yesterday with one smile.
With the gaze of joy and wonderful hope.
With the brain with scattered ideas just as the milky way is pictured
It should be reminded that each planet has a moon or sun or both. Each of these glare through your eyes to see the beauty in you.
When I think of you
I am in love with you once more,
Me
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 3:08 PM UTC
I think of the stars
That you gaze with admiration at night. As you close them, the faint sprinkle of them are left for your dreams.
This galactic mind explodes and is reborn again.
To shine brighter than yesterday with one smile.
With the gaze of joy and wonderful hope.
With the brain with scattered ideas just as the milky way is pictured
It should be reminded that each planet has a moon or sun or both. Each of these glare through your eyes to see the beauty in you.
When I think of you
I am in love with you once more,
Me
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