I go to sleep on the moon,
Catch some stars,
Hold them close to my heart
and they will turn into gold, and I will make you mine,
Looking into your eyes, I see the dawn,
I see the next sunrise,
Even if I wait here for thousands of years alone,
I will wait for a brief touch, a single piece of your breathtaking light.
12/14/14, 3:45 a.m.
-Argentia Krystofel
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