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Mar 24
These cold halls are somehow less cold with you
Your gentle hands guiding me through the atmosphere
Soft voice echoing down from the heavens
A superterrestrial blessing

And, god, you even smell warm
Sunshine and soft linen
Tell me more about your day
Drawl on about boring classes and empty paragraphs

Sagan said that we're made of star stuff
And I believed him as soon as I saw you
Black hair deeper than the universe
Sun-kissed skin, radiating like a celestial body

You say my my old name like it's the only thing that matters
Who knew something so wrong could sound so right when it falls from your lips?
I guess every moon can shine when it has a sun
Even if it's just a reflection

I want to smooth away the empty space
Weave constellations between us
Twinkling lights to illuminate my way
Across the limitless expanse

So I'll chart your course and watch in awe
As you dazzle the earthlings with your brilliance
Because you're a dancing comet in the sky
And I'm lucky to witness your orbit
Milo
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