Perhaps it’s because I miss you, the real you
or the thought of you.
It’s not like I know the difference.
This is profoundly beautiful! So much emotion in such few lines---always a sign of classic talent.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,
unto the exultations of Heaven.
Starward
Mhm. No one is quite who we think they are. We can only hope to get close. Maybe a bit closer than the outer planets to the sun, where it's relatively warm.
This is profoundly
This is profoundly beautiful! So much emotion in such few lines---always a sign of classic talent.
Enjoy effulgent days, and exquisite nights,
unto the exultations of Heaven.
Starward
Mhm. No one is quite who we
Mhm. No one is quite who we think they are. We can only hope to get close. Maybe a bit closer than the outer planets to the sun, where it's relatively warm.