Grasp The Moon

If only I could reach a little further… I’d grasp the moon in my hands and give it to you. I’d let you hold it near, and dear to that adoring heart of yours. If only I could reach a little farther I’d reach up and cradle the sun in my arms till I could hand it to you. Till you needed a little something else to brighten up your day. You’d ask for the world and this was all I could give. If only I could reach a little farther… 
 

Danyliej

VT

18 years old

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