For your love
I reach up to the stars
taking a piece of the clouds
their fluff for your pillow
placing stars on the ceiling
for them to watch while you sleep
guarding their heavenly sister
Rain drops collected
for you to wash your hands
bolts of lighting
used as your candles
my lips laced with rose scent
fingers soft like the midnight winds
For your love
I would do anything
just for a sweet word
or a sweeter ttouch
or nothing at all
except permission to gaze
upon the face of my love.
 

by, 
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