Ciel Jaune
Sunday, May 18, 2014
Stardust
And I hope the next person who enters my life
Be it a friend or lover
Loves me deeply
Like they have speckles of star dust
Enclosed in the cusp of their hands
And every opening of palms
Is like showers of shooting stars
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