Shooting Star

October 28, 2010
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Hello up there, shooting star
Who comes to visit from afar
I have but one simple plea
Have you the grace to hear from me?

I ask of you the truest of love
Sent from the heavens strewn above
That I might find in the skies
The gleaming pools of her sapphire eyes

And on the wind, her lips to brush
Against my cheek in still hush
I ask that you reveal to me
The lover and poet of my soul to be

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