My Celestial Box
The years I spent loving you have been ground into a substance soft to the touch, I spent
years crafting my celestial box
The box in which I will leave my heart of warm love for you,
To feast upon with lavish squeals,
Of sentimental yells and pleas,
The almost rich entities that will help regain your sanity,
The astounding becomes old when you open my box,
The stars fall and countless wishes fly through me,
Its almost like it was not supposed to be,
Your smiling shatters the cold ice that’s covering me,
Driving me upwards into the light,
The millions of faces ill never miss,
The pleas of the dread I heard deafening my hope,
Do you think I am crazy? Maybe just a bit delirious?
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