rumors of
your trials
redden my ears.
the knowledge that
a slight fade
in your smile
dims the stars
and holds their
light hostage
spurns me to
a gallop
in hope
that i can
barter for
their freedom.

if my whisper
can carry mass
equal to
that of the
flutterkiss
of a breeze
that reminds you
you're worth
my tunneling
through the world
just to caress
your cheek and
remind you
that the
stars
deserve to shine
just as much
as you
are important
to me.

08/08/2014

Posted on 08/08/2014
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