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Divine

When the sunlight dies and it’s time for the moon to rise, a Pegasus, trots over the grey skies witnessing your enchanting tired eyes he knows, he knows your wings are weak and your dreams are too big, making his eyes go bleak he sees you every day, every night under the stalwart sun or the pale moonlight sees your knees weak, palms sweaty eyes watery and you’re still not ready Your heart is in the ground, frozen over and your dreams in the sky, far from supernova You, beautiful, are the heaven divine and all your imperfections make you perfectly fine we all have our little whimsical flaws you’re a work of art not everyone will understand you but the ones who do won’t ever forget you You fret, a lot but it isn’t even an ocean yet it’s just a pool of vulnerabilities and insecurities of troubles very cruel that you’re in the middle of what do you choose to see? the empty black void of disappointments or the rays of sun sparkling on the water surface but redeemer oh redeemer we all are like a snowflake all different, in our own beautiful way. And here is this Pegasus who sees it all, and knows you are more worth than maybes and second thoughts a Pegasus who finds his own chaos unruly yet, sees your chaos as perfection so, would you get on his back and ride to the moon and back? would you give him the chance to fix your broken wings and make them dance? He might be the one who falls like a desert rain and fill your lungs kiss away your pain and speak in tongues read the signs of your face like a book written in the summer noon under tree’s shade your fever dream, that’ll help you soar to such great heights, you’d adore your neon night, that makes you feel young as if tomorrow will never come walk with you along sidewalks of the dark azure sky let your universe of wack merge with his own and scale the distance between stars So after years and years, you’ll see that the storms we chased are behind us and love is all we’ll ever trust just wish not to waste what’s left and when your legacy will be sung they all will know that she was like the earth potent and powerful mysterious but beautiful but who never left her side was the one and only, Pegasus of the moon

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