Dear Girl

I will be the stars if you promise to be the moon,

Reflecting light into the darkness,

Pulling oceans back out to sea

On worlds so far, perhaps unseen.

On harps, I’ll place the strings of time

And play a song that never ends,

As you pass through space and round again.

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