i looked up and saw them
steady in position, outlined in black
amazed by the tremulous shine
a never-ending radiant light
i laid there, pensive
are those stars meant to fill me with joy?
they make the sad; happy
they give the lost; guidance
they give the lonely; hope
they cure faint hearts.
they make old-fashioned love feel existent.
were they placed there to be my comfort?
i’ve never known such passion.
they felt closer than ever before
still it does not satisfy my thirst
i want to be wrapped in them.
just i, alone.
this is how it felt,
when i caught sight of your eyes
from across the room.
Sep 17, 2010
Sep 17, 2010 at 1:32 PM UTC
i looked up and saw them
steady in position, outlined in black
amazed by the tremulous shine
a never-ending radiant light
i laid there, pensive
are those stars meant to fill me with joy?
they make the sad; happy
they give the lost; guidance
they give the lonely; hope
they cure faint hearts.
they make old-fashioned love feel existent.
were they placed there to be my comfort?
i’ve never known such passion.
they felt closer than ever before
still it does not satisfy my thirst
i want to be wrapped in them.
just i, alone.
this is how it felt,
when i caught sight of your eyes
from across the room.
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