WHEN SHE WALKS Stella Monteiro
When she walks, she Leaves a trail of stars Broken and beautiful and Perfect on the ground I watch in amazement With mine, and when I pull away, They are glowing, Gold with a magic only I can see. When she looks away, her Soft smile lights up my day. As she blushes, As her hair curls, Soft around her face, I want to reach up, To brush it back, to Feel the pulse of her Perfect magic, against my Leaving trails of stardust down
Felt the rush of her glorious Beauty tumble through my body. When I pulled away and saw My arm alight with A glow that she had given Me. How long it took for It to fade. How it buzzed like An electric shock, but Somehow still made me smile. How will I survive when I can no longer tread on her Path of stars?
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