Like stars in the sky, we tend to hug each other.
Completing each other's.
Making the perfect view for people to see.
To look back at them and tell each other partner how much of true lovers we are.
How our love story affected there's.
How they look at us each night and see themselves there.
We are stars in the universe with no limits.
No backing up from each other, love.
Connected together like particles in the sky.
Is this love?
Or a story stronger than Romeo and Juliette.
I can see ourselves making a story for history to remember.
And say who the true stars are in the sky.
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Awww, this was so lovely! Wonderful poem!