the night Polaris kissed me
i was a princess trapped in a tower
hair too short to reach the window frame
let alone to be a lifeline for salvation
i could see them from every pane of glass
i was kept behind
i had been blowing kisses
to Polaris
as if they were my lover
for several seasons past
that star and the space i was contained
were the only things that stayed the same
and they
they they they
came a long way just to shine a little
a tiny
tiny tiny tiny
light crowned in a foreign world
still substance enough to
return a kiss
Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 9:51 AM UTC
the night Polaris kissed me
i was a princess trapped in a tower
hair too short to reach the window frame
let alone to be a lifeline for salvation
i could see them from every pane of glass
i was kept behind
i had been blowing kisses
to Polaris
as if they were my lover
for several seasons past
that star and the space i was contained
were the only things that stayed the same
and they
they they they
came a long way just to shine a little
a tiny
tiny tiny tiny
light crowned in a foreign world
still substance enough to
return a kiss
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