

confusing stars for satellitesi dream of your arms around me, in empty hallways lit by nightlights like dreams, imagine thatconfusing stars for satellites
your breath would be like raindrops, maybe, and i'll be the river into which they fall, and i'd catch you, lightly, i promise
we won't make a sound, like mice on christmas eve, tiptoe across holly staircases, tiptoe on lakes, dance and watch the moonlight shadow our reflections, dance
around my dreams, in them, and find that i would fax you a smile, a rainbow, a sunny day, even my heart -
and yes, it's yours, &nbs
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that's as bad as secondhand suicide
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To me, deviantART is more than just a gallery. It's where people come for support and love from one another in an artistic sense, and communal sense, and I fear we've lost sight of that.
And somehow, the best photographers seem to come from Canada.
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