Starry Night

It's always been a bit too familiarThe glow in your eyesThe sparkle in your smileThe way you illuminate my darkness During the nights that seem the most opaque& during the bleakest of twilightsThere has always been a certain star that ignites the duskiness of my sky with a rippling fireIt intensifies the murkiness with beams of light that are much too extraordinary Your radiating shine& your dreamlike shimmerThey're all too recognizable for you were made up of the sheddings of the same star I gaze up atYou were created with the remnants of stardustYou were shaped & etched by its luminosityBut what makes your kinship to this star the most distinguishable, is the way you burn a love in my heart in the same manner that star burns a pathway of light into my late night's sky

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