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the star's songthe star's song by ~Zaratops
we're enveloped in the sky tonight, wrapped in every star and surrounded by
the gentle music of night. it's wonderful to be laying here with you, in this
moment we're so alive and so very small. under the heavens where
metaphors cling to the meteors that dash across my vision, and we smile
like there is nothing better or sweeter in life than holding onto each other for
as long as fate allows. i can make all the wishes i want, but really all i need
is you. you're so lovely, honest eyes and warm skin. can i wrap myself in
you, to become tangled in your heartbeats? somehow i want you more than
an ocean full of blue water. someho
it never really wasit never really was by ~Zaratops
forget the ocean, you've never been there
your feet don't know the difference between
sand-papered wooden floors and ocean scattered sandscapes.
forget canyons cause you've never seen one
the only edge you know is self-imposed,
or is the tip top of the stairs.
forget the stars cause you've never reached them
you only believe in their fantasies and
admire them from a distance.
forget the moon, you've never landed on it
left a footprint in its crater, or
taken a glowing rock back with you.
forget history, cause you haven't seen it
you only know it,
just read about it in books.
forget time, it's invisible
you never see it or
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I DoI feel youI Do by =StormBringer23
in echoes
in reflections
in the clouds covering the moon.
I see you
in closed lids
in a child's laugh
in a sea sprayed ocean rock.
I hear you
in whispered songs
in midnight churchbells
in reason, and truth, and light.
I want you
in springtime
in earthquakes and tsunami
in rolling thunder and windblown ash.
my body is sick, it never stops breathing.first you are painfully youngmy body is sick, it never stops breathing. by ~saltwatersleep
with blooming breasts or bulging biceps
and maybe you are pretty, and maybe you are not.
it really doesn't matter;
you still get fucked the wrong way.
and then you have children,
and they get fucked the wrong way too.
and everything you ever love will either be dead or lost,
and you'll wake up every morning and see the same pair of
Sta.sh
