The midnight stars connect to form the angles of your face
And I see it so vividly and with such certainty that I cannot look away
I've begun to pray for clouded nights
nights when the sky is black and no light can break through
but the shine of your constellation always breaks through
the sparkle of which torments me
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 9:07 PM UTC
The midnight stars connect to form the angles of your face
And I see it so vividly and with such certainty that I cannot look away
I've begun to pray for clouded nights
nights when the sky is black and no light can break through
but the shine of your constellation always breaks through
the sparkle of which torments me
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