stop whispering

the night embarks on a journey
through stars and comets and
satellites and moons
and all that makes
the cosmos

i sing and
sing surrounded
by clouds and flowers and
warmth made up of your beautiful
smiles and your kiss reddens my cheeks

meanwhile the day waits and waits
in tall grass jealous of the lust
of love i've had from you
forever in the
cosmos.

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