You miss me so much, that you pretend to be a star so you can peek through my window while I sleep.
I recognized your smiles yesterday when I counted the stars
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Love Odes
PoetryLove messages/ conversations from a poet to his muse, Sharon; just an ordinary girl, who became the love of his life and a resurrector of dead love poems Enjoy and leave a review
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You miss me so much, that you pretend to be a star so you can peek through my window while I sleep.
I recognized your smiles yesterday when I counted the stars
