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the moon was bleeding'cause of wounds untoldthe waxes and the wanes,like flames of a gusty soul

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the moon was bleeding
'cause of wounds untold
the waxes and the wanes,
like flames of a gusty soul

galaxies collided and
the stars cooled down
like angel mists we drifted,
across this ceaseless cloud
the serendipity of
chancing upon each other
weighed me down

as your face illuminated
under the starlight,
while we admired the diamond
flame of silver mångata;
i could vow that there were
otherworldly beings rewriting
our seraphically pleasant sonata

every now or then;
a twinkle caught your eye
the gentle sound of the waves;
almost like a lullaby

eyes ablaze; as you towered
over my silhouette
"Can I convince you to stay?"
you implored,
as a breathy sigh escaped my lips

the euphoriant air
held onto this celestial occurrence;
you're like the Sirius of the night sky, alluring even to the distant

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