struck by supermoon beams,
my nights devoid of lifes nectar, of hope, and of dreams,

are at once, suddenly, emblazoned, painted,

awash in the hues of your smile,

sketched, engraved,
carved in the rainbow shades of your thoughts,

your eyes, free,
unfettered, unshackled,
shedding the burdensome weight of lies,

knowing well how merciless,
fickle,
time flies.,

so allow me to drown,
in the ocean of your eyes,

we’ll fly together,
away from it all,
forever skipping monnbeams

all across,
your dreamy skies.

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