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Puddles of Stars
I dream of falling into puddles of stars.
As I crash across their depths they fill my mind,
with the wonders of their knowledge.
My fingers grasp at their tendrils,
pulling their golden seams across my skin.
I absorb them.
Every single strand.
They tattoo my body with their glowing slivers.
They create my living flesh into a work of art,
they make me beautiful.
As I crash across their depths they fill my mind,
with the wonders of their knowledge.
My fingers grasp at their tendrils,
pulling their golden seams across my skin.
I absorb them.
Every single strand.
They tattoo my body with their glowing slivers.
They create my living flesh into a work of art,
they make me beautiful.
Published 6th Mar 2015
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6th Mar 2015 2:06am
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19th Nov 2015 2:36pm
so when I look at the moon I see a reflection of you?....this is really good!!:D
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