My mind tells me no, but my heart screams for more
I can't help but want to consistently be
Basking in the euphoria of your presence
You are my star
My sun in the dark solar system of my heart
Without you
Everything freezes to death
So I thought
Because of this I failed to see the true reality of this masterpiece of galaxies
Instead of responding to the call of the fountainhead
I choose to be oblivious to the floating world above me
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Love under a dying star
Poetry"How can stars describe the ways of our sun" Love under a dying star is poetry book part of a passionate collection under a name which is yet to be revealed. It is the continuation of Love like broken clouds and takes readers on a journey through...
