If birds could talk

And bees could sing

Would they share with us

The things they’ve seen

As shades of pink at sunset

Reveal where the moon slumbers

As shooting stars shine in the night

What the daytime covers

A peak into the galaxy

Where time does not exist

And yet we were a perfect world

Unraveled by a kiss


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