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Random poem for someone
I am your sun, but you have pulled my orbit out of place, turning my warmth into a fever that only burns for you.
I shine for you, a bright and blinding crown,
But you, my moon, demand the entire sky.
You pull my tides until the continents drown,
And watch my embers with a hungry eye.
You drink my light and claim it as your own,
Refusing every star that dares to gleam.
You want my solar flares for you alone,
To haunt the edges of my every beam.
I feel your gravity, a heavy chain,
That drags me closer than I ought to go.
Your silver longing is a beautiful pain,
An endless pull that will not let me go.
You circle me in manic, breathless rounds,
And map my surface with an anxious stare.
Your love has broken all celestial bounds,
Suffocating me within your midnight air.
We lock together in a dark eclipse,
Where day is swallowed by your desperate night.
I taste the wild devotion on your lips,
Consuming me until I lose my light.
Poem I made inspired by a song
The Ache of You
I would cross the widest, quiet space, And wait forever if you asked me to, Just to catch the memory of your face, And know the world is real because of you. Because I want to fall in love tonight, Right here beneath this hazy, dreaming glow, To hold you close until the dark turns white, And feel the heavy distance start to go. I long to brush away the tears that trace, The fragile, worried lines upon your cheek, To fold your hands inside a safe embrace, And say the words your spirit longs to speak. They whisper that I shouldn't yearn this deep, Or give away a heart so easily, But you are in the quiet hours of my sleep, The only shore across a restless sea. The tape spins slow, the music stretches long— I’m falling for you, aching with the song.