Not on purpose but it made me shake
The thought of it ending made my heart-ache.
As The night moved inward and touched my lips.
The stars were admired by finger tips.
As though tears ran down
The stars crossed her skies
Hidden to all
But my very own eyes
Innocence redeemed by by a single glance
Hesitating i lost my chance
To make wish a moment
To stand still forever.
Using no initiative made my heart sever
That night we created our brand new lives
All seemed clear in the august skies.
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