to the warp and weft of your being - February 2035
beautiful, graceful, like no other, pretty damned good as you are
The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out. You left me in the dark. No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight. I took the stars from our eyes and then made a map. And I knew that somehow I could find my way back. Then I heard your heart beating; you were in the darkness, too.
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