Shooting Stars
A shooting star drops from the night sky,
Playing with my heart as I long for love,
Faded images creeping together;
Sequesters to haunt me with desire.
Touch me with magic sparkle's as you pass,
Endear me to hold your hot apron,
Tempt me to burn with you as you fall;
I seek our deliverance from hell.
Take me to be eternally yours,
The fallen can not sin anymore,
As they remain bound by intellect;
Only dwell within each others soul.
Tempt me not with thy sweet arrogance;
For I am fragile melt you with love.
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