I watch the stars in the sky.
Later, if you look up, you will watch them pass by.
Now, from these ancient lands,
They will carry my messages with glance.
I will tell them to be gentle,
With all the things they are to handle.
To caress every word I send.
To embrace every thought I paint.
To remember every smile they see,
To bring back your grace to me.
So from the billion billion stars,
I will choose one to be mine.
To sail the skies in its own time,
Carry thoughts, I have sent through the universal-postal-line.
When you open your eyes for the next sunrise.
You will see the star I have caught tonight, in the darkest corner of
You will watch the sun embracing your eyes,
Whispering to you “This is just a thought, but a thought divine”
Doing so…you might even make a smile,
Only to be mine.
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