Upon A Shooting Star
I want to look into your eyes
And see the stars shining bright
I want you to whisper in my ear
And feel the shivers run down my spine
Your caress is what I long for
A fire to warm my skin
Your lips against my lips
Giving my lungs the air they need
A day when we walk hand in hand
A night when we lay side by side
These are the things I hope and dream
The things I wish for upon a shooting star
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