mon étoile

Two deep breaths were all I had
With you at Cinderella’s ball.
I carved your name on glassy tears
Like diamonds, where the stars could fall.
I wandered in the silver woods through
Gentle wind for your starlight, yet
Here at sunset, flawless, stands my
Twinkling wind, my darkless night!

T. E. Pyrus

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