Stars
If I could count a million stars in the sky......I would
If it meant I could be close with you
You are an enigma
Hard to understand
Complex....and yet when I am with you
that feeling of comfort
and familiarity is always there
Yet so much of your life I am left
to paint pictures of
So I am left with fantasies
All good of course
how can they not be
i am the master writer
So I will only paint
What bring me pleasure
Perhaps it is best this way
No heart gets broken
And frienship can thrive
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