An Italian Sonnet with an ABBA ABBA rhyme scheme.
The stars looked alike but I could’ve sworn to a God that there were only two this time and I knew that they looked like us.
I could have sworn that the universe was just a vast ocean of stars that were pearls in its expanse but my Gods, they listened to every sound of the thumping of a intertwined wild heartbeat.
And I know that you were every silly love song, every love poem and yet the saddest melody that any musician with their instruments could state.
Your skin like coffee and cream, I think that the way you look is like architecture; a basic work of art like the look of a certain statue and I know you were made for me and that the God that made you spent more time on you which is a curse and a blessing and darling this we can discuss.
And darling if you are listening, when I ask you to do these two things, please do not make a fuss.
Pour out your heart and let me listen to it beat.
Pour out your soul and let me hear the song of your fate.
Because baby this is a song that was only meant for us in this lifetime, thus.
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