I reach out.
For what i cannot have.
Much is anticipated.
And for once i am.Motivated
The stars burn bright.
Like our souls on
a cool summer night.
I wrap you up.Hold you tight
For stealing stars is.
Like stealing love.
We only accept, from what's sent
from heaven's above.
I can picture a summer scene, it makes me want love. To be in love I mean. But moreover it makes me wish for the kind of peace and dark blue of a summers night that this kind of love feels like. Or would feel like I suppose.
In short, very nice :P
A nice little piece, again.. not like you to write too much about love, but when you do, you get it right. A magnificent bit of writing and A great selection to be read my friend.
stealing stars...again