Bed sheet stained with freckles, my soul spotted with you.
That old line \"a starless sky\" could never be more true.
Each of them a pin-point - landmarks all to my collapse,
Blooming grins and freckles reawaken dead synapse.
Interspersed with smiles that just knock me off and out,
I speed away in orbit, all defences turn and rout.
The aphelion is cold but might just lead me back around,
The fire in our confluence adorns the void with sound.
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Please let me follow where you lead, fearless but so carefully,
One thousand and one ways to prove how anomalous our song.
Surrender as you paint my sea in distance I just cannot be,
A living love reminding me that nothing lasts for long.
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Know you\'re tired as mountain roots, deep below where broken lutes,
Sing a tune so terrible, you feign simplicity to stand.
But I felt you sway, I saw a light, you found me down there in the night,
What if your freckles fit my cheeks, my whirling dance your song?