Galaxy, heart, erase, gaze, cold, tender
A swirling galaxy of thought,
Where feelings bloom and then are caught.
My heart, a fragile, beating thing,
Can soar on hope, or sharply sting.
A wish to erase the memory's sting,
Of words like ice, a frozen spring.
Your lingering gaze, a distant star,
Both near and infinitely far.
A touch so tender, soft and light,
Against the...
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