Holding from the fairest skies
We are two merry stars
Broken to the close skies
Close in the dark of the night
Moving too close still, to make
A wishful night for little girls
Glowing with earthly love
Breaking
loose away from reality
From the
depth of our imagination
As a
sculptor for just a day
Sculpturing
your heart: shielded in stone
Cracking
into beats only for me
Colliding
in our space comfort
Burning to meet our power like sparring
Too close
for comfort
To find
galactic healing
As a
goldsmith for just a day
Making
you a golden statue
In a
glittering world’s display
Crying
out to God
To make
its beats eternal
So as it
would be mine
To keep
forever imperishable
With your body in fire
If I could have a wish may be
I would
ask for an iron heart
Just so
your fire could smelt me
That no
other could touch unless you
If I
could build myself a whole city
With nations fighting just to own you
I would make your other name city
I would make your other name city
as you will
be my capital city among cities
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