Women fawn all over you;
men wish to befriend you;
my darling; you remind me of starlit skies over a white full moon.
yet your warmth is crashing upon me like the sun and the breeze during twilit hours.
my love; with you there is a full moon.
and your starlit nights; they give me the strength to go on knowing there is hope for the future completed with us and maybe these starlit nights are an indication of the fact that you are my day by night.
You are my moon and under it many starlit eyes are watching;
As I dance and twirl amongst your presence
with dreams of sweet kisses and you whispering throughout the night; “Tell me you love me.”
But maybe this is how all girls think beneath the stars….
Or maybe they’re just shooting stars as I write this in my room just thinking about you.
Or,
maybe it’s just wishful thinking….
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