hands to the sky
as I watch
the stars twinkle
in between the spaces
of my fingers,
while a cold draft
of wind passes by.
It all made me think,
how many lightyears
do I need to wait?
Just so I can feel
the warmth of your fingers
filling the spaces
in between mine.
driving home in your car
listening to the secret stars
can't believe how great they are
would you say you love
say you love me
say that you love me
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