Love and Psyche
She stares the skies with me
The bright blue's of heavens
Reading the stars, the moon
A poetic soul, curved out of azure
A silver page, for every star
For every beam, a burning rhyme
Of God. Written by hand
Singed both by time and Psyche
Her eyes, and those of skies, the stars
Both sparks that stirred, secretly
Bound, both earth and sky a grip
Their liquid shine combine
I kissed the stars, into her stare
Her gleam, an Aprils dawn, a blinding light
We drink the life, inside that kiss
I've taste with her, the chill suns beams
Follow me
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