Aug 2019
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To the ever-lustrous Starlet—
Should I miss the fireworks,
Would you then save me a dance?
For when the stars would align,
for the afterlight,
and one just bow in the starlight?
And its captivating constellation.
Should hope flee and wane:
When the sparkles pass over
and stars reflected no longer
by the shore, in the afterlight,
Would you return my bargained sight?
Where falls your shimmering stardust?
Should we see a downpour by the starlight
and be drenched agleam under the moonlight,
Should I miss the excitement cascading
and the silken-moon cast in your eyes,
Will you tell me and speak of the light?
Upon my crown; by the eventide? If at all—
A glimpse, of that one look ever-bright;
(A tint of honesty, on those rosy cheeks;)
for when I love you so.
(for when you love me so.)
If your waltz would let the heavens rest undazzled.
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To the ever-lustrous Starlet—
Should I miss the fireworks,
Would you then save me a dance?
For when the stars would align,
for the afterlight,
and one just bow in the starlight?
And its captivating constellation.
Should hope flee and wane:
When the sparkles pass over
and stars reflected no longer
by the shore, in the afterlight,
Would you return my bargained sight?
Where falls your shimmering stardust?
Should we see a downpour by the starlight
and be drenched agleam under the moonlight,
Should I miss the excitement cascading
and the silken-moon cast in your eyes,
Will you tell me and speak of the light?
Upon my crown; by the eventide? If at all—
A glimpse, of that one look ever-bright;
(A tint of honesty, on those rosy cheeks;)
for when I love you so.
(for when you love me so.)
If your waltz would let the heavens rest undazzled.
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I wonder when we’ll meet again. I really am missing your sweet company.
