moonchild in formless
- May 12, 2014, 1:29 a.m.
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you can be my constellation
I can be your star
shining hesitantly
still questioning each way the earth spins
my words always encompass us two
intertwined like succulent vines
together
I feel as if I am
more solid than the moon
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