I wish to connect the constellations
To make stars align creating bridges
From me to thee to meet aspirations
To cross the astronomical ridges
I would rather see the stars in thine eyes
For the heavens above cannot compare
To the beauty of my beloved prize
With skin and lips so innocent and fair
We shall be planets that need no matter
Existence hath no meaning without thee
By my side, come hither ere love shatter
Dost thou comply with passion of my plea
I shalt deny thy humble sentiment
I warrant thee, our love is infinite
About the Creator
We'z Walking on a Path Ruled By Numbers
This road has felt endless, yet limited; every step tracked. Inching away along this path, I feel trapped. Confined. Left to this narrow passage that may one day amount to something greater. Time is not a concept. Only distance. From start to finish, I laugh and cry and attempt to convince myself that this is worth it. I cannot stray. I must keep going. Every step etched, is a step taken, is measured as more than before. I cannot even recall how I got here. Maybe I don’t even really exist. Just another tick marking off a perceived presence. Of what though? I am just another line drawn. Nothing more, nothing less.
By Oneg In The Arctic3 days ago in Fiction
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