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Candle
Touch me
With your tongue.
Let the moon
Surpass the sun.
Haunt me
With a word.
The sweetest suffering,
On Earth.
Fantasies and fairy tales
Never came true.
Wishing on stars and candles,
Turning in our tombs.
I wished for You,
But You never came true.
I burned for You,
But not all wishes come true.
With your tongue.
Let the moon
Surpass the sun.
Haunt me
With a word.
The sweetest suffering,
On Earth.
Fantasies and fairy tales
Never came true.
Wishing on stars and candles,
Turning in our tombs.
I wished for You,
But You never came true.
I burned for You,
But not all wishes come true.
Published 12th Sep 2014
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