The Moon
Is my Sky.
For in it
Lies your Path.
The Traces
Of you
Streaked across
A Sunless
Crimson Sky.
The Stars
Are your
Eyes
Pierced
Against
My
Sight.
The Comets
Your Ego
Fleeting
In it's Path
To me.
For
Your Will
Is Ever Mine
A Sea
Of Destiny.
The Seemingly
Empty Space
Dark
Matter
They say.
Oh
But
We both Know
Is always Filled
With You.
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