by Hannah Pickering


Hold my love, wait a moment and see

The stars bursting and falling on dreams to be.

Here we lie on higher ground

The low huming you make, such a beautiful sound.

Hands clasped tightly together, holding us together

My love, I feel like a weightless feather.

Eyes staring, behold streams of silver and gold

The way you hold me is truly so bold.

Grins full of mirth and locks of long hair

Two hearts combined and stripped completely bare.

I don’t know what will come when dawn rises

But I know what this night is to us and what it symbolizes.

So stay with me now and wish upon falling stars

And maybe, just maybe, they’ll say we were lovers in our memoirs.

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