Little Star
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I lay in Bed alone at night...
Burning candles, instead of Obscuring the lights...
Thoughts Flicker but melt like wax.
wondering if we could Endure this love story...
Or Can This love story Survive us?
I thought this would be over by now...
Geriatric Thoughts Laying Heavy on my Sanity... ο»Ώ My heart is like doubt turned inside out.
Sauntering in my loneliness and looking for a Star to hope on...
I gaze from my window...
Little Star
Little Star
Grant my Desire,
Bring me the Love,
Of My Used Hearts fascination.
Change the colors of my Blue Reality.
Assemble me yellow with the Liveliness of the Sun...
About the Creator
HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)
β Public Diary, of an Urban LGBTQ Poet
πI am an Actor, Model, Writer, and Entrepreneur β€οΈβ€οΈπ
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