I keep finding you in random sentences On random pages of good books Let it sink into my wandering mind, Like peonies on a stormy night. I would let the pale moon light Paint your skin across mine, And curse it's luck under my breath Blessed be my eyes.
"Why are you so far away?" "Do you like the stars?" he asked. "You know I do" she sighed. "Do you ever get to feel them? If only Life gave you everything that you wished for.. You'd probably have nothing to long for, To fall in love with.. Let this last the way it is, Let the distance enhance them desires. Till my fingers find out that they Fit in the best, Only in your's." She felt that stir from within, Something both terrifying and beautiful At the same time.. Another sleepless night, she smiled.