Like the stars glanced,
How far the wind blew.
Wherever I went,
I found there you.
Miles were you away,
But I found you so nigh.
Your twinkling I could see,
Though my flow not so high.
Icebergs of the sky,
They made you so far.
But I rained them down,
And reached you, o star.
Dropped then the sun,
Flew birds with their songs.
Our faces glimpsed with them,
I hoped it a little long.
The tones of those birds,
May with time, fade.
But not that song,
And love that they made.
May we live in heaven,
Or in world of desire.
Wherever we breathe,
We together respire.
You would glaze,
And I won't be seen.
But whenever you twinkled,
There I had been.
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 7:55 AM UTC
Like the stars glanced,
How far the wind blew.
Wherever I went,
I found there you.
Miles were you away,
But I found you so nigh.
Your twinkling I could see,
Though my flow not so high.
Icebergs of the sky,
They made you so far.
But I rained them down,
And reached you, o star.
Dropped then the sun,
Flew birds with their songs.
Our faces glimpsed with them,
I hoped it a little long.
The tones of those birds,
May with time, fade.
But not that song,
And love that they made.
May we live in heaven,
Or in world of desire.
Wherever we breathe,
We together respire.
You would glaze,
And I won't be seen.
But whenever you twinkled,
There I had been.
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