I look up at the stars
trying to imagine you
wondering with a secret smile
do you do it too?
With every star you see
do you try and picture me?
In the bright light of the moon
before night turns to day
are there thoughts of me
as the shadows play.
The smile warms me from within
soon a foolish grin
is lighting up my face.
A secret I can't keep
flames begin their leap
dangerous thoughts now taking place.
Dreams my new chauffeur
questions beginning to occur
Imagination starts to race.
The ideas may be wrong
but they give my heart its song
dangerous thoughts now taking place.
Author notes
this is unfinished ... I can't get the rhyme right...
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this is beautiful to me...because I often do look to the stars and think lots of things
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