She was heavenly!
I do have a notion,
That her nuances are nothing but pure perfection,
In all its greatest forms.
Her echoed incandescence
Knows nothing but the presence
Of her son's and daughter's essence
Her truly perfect evanescence
Oh, Luna, never change
Only day by day
Your phases never stay
But your surface remains the same.
Longer than forever
I will love you longer than forever
The time I've spent alone has convinced me that I am far too old to wait for something more
I've always wanted it
I could dive into your eyes forever. Spiraling and spiraling forever into the widening gyre, it all feels blurry. Blurry but familiar, like something I knew in a dream or a distant universe.
To live is to die and to die is to breathe.
To live is to flourish
To live is to blossom.
To live is to be idle
To live is to go rotten.
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