You are not just in the stars
You are the star
And I am your Astrophile I call you Stella
The stars fall down upon my defunct umbrella.Her smile is rare like the moon on sunny skies
You and I, Your tawny Eyes
When you are sad I am sad too
I don’t want to live in your few.If I am dead you will live in my words forever, Forever,
Something I have never told you ever.
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