Oh, Celestial bodies Heaven to my eyes Passing in your orbit Truth unto my lies Burning blazing bodies FAr from reach or touch Forming constellations shining Taunting me too much I see her in the multitude Pristine from afar Vigilant and hoping to catch a falling star
Reason for writing:
Paraphrase: Women, their beauty, distance, and desirability,
sought after by men. I, one who believes that mine is out
there, somewhere.
Birth sign: Not entered
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