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I lie back drinking in the stars like soda bubbles feeling the chill of space that echoes the emptiness of my arms that beg to mimic saturns rings encircling you drawing you close to me to share my night to bathe in moonlight naked caressed by solar winds like unseen lovers hands shooting stars trickle endlessly through my outstretched fingers their wishes wasted for no where in the darkened skies lies the heavenly body I desire to call mine own
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Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 10:36 PM UTC
No Good Comes Of Good-Night
I lie back drinking in the stars like soda bubbles feeling the chill of space that echoes the emptiness of my arms that beg to mimic saturns rings encircling you drawing you close to me to share my night to bathe in moonlight naked caressed by solar winds like unseen lovers hands shooting stars trickle endlessly through my outstretched fingers their wishes wasted for no where in the darkened skies lies the heavenly body I desire to call mine own
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Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 10:36 PM UTC
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