Soaring towards you, my fundamental force.
Waves never crashed as hard as I, into you.
Singing your soul-song into chambers of me.
This is one thing I never expected to change me.
You’ve shown me that a beaming stranger
Can truly be my angel.
Your wings, my chariot.
My world, your marionette.
Enchantress of the ever-north,
Summon me from slumber.
Pull me through your window into wonder.
You hold on to me for the first time.
I live this moment like it were our last.
I love our moon for bringing me to your path 🌙
Aug 21, 2024
Aug 21, 2024 at 4:59 AM UTC
Soaring towards you, my fundamental force.
Waves never crashed as hard as I, into you.
Singing your soul-song into chambers of me.
This is one thing I never expected to change me.
You’ve shown me that a beaming stranger
Can truly be my angel.
Your wings, my chariot.
My world, your marionette.
Enchantress of the ever-north,
Summon me from slumber.
Pull me through your window into wonder.
You hold on to me for the first time.
I live this moment like it were our last.
I love our moon for bringing me to your path 🌙
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