As the night passes,
I burn my hands
trying to pluck stars
from the dark night
holding on to them
till the lonely moon
passes leaving them
to shine bright
As the night passes
I hold each strand
of your hair one by one
untangling my dreams
of life, of colors, breath
that are alive with you
from now onwards
up until eternity
As the night passes
my eyes do notsleep
waiting endlessly here
for a glimpse of yours
not knowing that
the dreams hold hope
of your face being
visible to me each night
I burn my hands
trying to pluck stars
from the dark night
holding on to them
till the lonely moon
passes leaving them
to shine bright
As the night passes
I hold each strand
of your hair one by one
untangling my dreams
of life, of colors, breath
that are alive with you
from now onwards
up until eternity
As the night passes
my eyes do notsleep
waiting endlessly here
for a glimpse of yours
not knowing that
the dreams hold hope
of your face being
visible to me each night
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