i reach to you like i do to saturn. i want to know the perfect rings, the aura that makes you the most celestial beauty that these eyes will ever see. you/ (if only i could orbit such a delicate and unimaginable heart!) or dare speak to those lips which take every breath i own (every breath i would give to you, my true) then i will dream in lives then i will live in dreams where such wonder is unsurpassed by a perfect soul that is every star/ every moon/ every everything that i wish to ever see again. then (in that all encomapssing moment/ flashes of truth & justice & (perfection) burst forth screaming: "you are the sustenance of all absolute emotion, my faith...." ) then (and every then in forever) i would make you my true, and genuine world.
Reason for writing:
for the simple pleasure of writing.
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