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Nov 2019
her eyes,
you’d mistake it
for the stars.
her lips,
they shine
as light dawns upon.
“will it melt
with a touch?”
I ask.
She turns away,
she laughs.
“will you fix me
if it does?”
Hoshi = Star

probably my personal favourite.
Written by
Mito  17/Swk
     Tamara Lynn, Bogdan Dragos and L B
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