Light up the moon

I'm feeling cold when you are not here - light up the moon, love, to warm me up.

I am showing myself strong but I am latently leaking when you love me. You've become vital to me: my soul is full and the sun is on my window. You've entered into my structure like a component, you molded there and inundated my eternity and my life, my living and now you're the dream that keeps me breathing.

I imagine myself telling you all this as I walk slowly to you... and I touch your forehead and your eyes and I am melting, I am trickling in thousands of butterflies.

I feel you flowing through my veins, like a plain that's been covered in sun, like a thirsty soil that's welcoming the rain in each of its cracks. String that's been played by a maestro and sang by the world, I create melodies with significance.

Embrace of the eras you are. Hills and seas, oceans and mountains of colour and forms, love, desire. My days tastes heavenly since you came.

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