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Feb 2020
THIS WISH of mine I prayed to reach your sleeping heart, in fantasies I dreamt them be like.
In Disney's like Aurora and Snow White that you seek also princes of heart and the like. Though I might not appear as how I should in fantasies I spoke, my heart is a full golden moon rose if only you look- deeper through my eyes, my soul, Aye! My soul is a spoonful of stars. But you should know as well, that I could only shine because of your soaring soul and mysterious heart. That even in the moonless night, I can see your beautiful smiles like a pair of wings, bearing a faithful star to guide my path ahead- to dreaming of a collage of your eyes, an endless universe I have always loved.

THIS WISH could only be a daydream, of a poet who only sings love between lines- but I still and will always daydream as you carry me to the edge of the moon, hung amongst the stars.
Prose poetry poems
Triggered Letters
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Triggered Letters  28/M/Philippines
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