If I reach up, will you catch me from above?
Bending, stretching, I find nothing
Am I merely a flickering light underground?
I look up in doubt,
And I ask, can you see me?
do you feel me?
You’re my shooting star,
Distant and far
Where I can no longer hope for a miracle.
Amazing
you write short and sweet, beautiful! I love your style
*tallsquirrelgirl* she feels in italics and thinks in CAPITALS ~henry james
RE: Search
The questions (open up so many possible answers). I enjoyed the read and look forward to reading more possiblities from U - Just Bein' Stella
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