Celeste, Mi Amor

Posted: July 30, 2014 in Uncategorized

Fever worn eyes trickle with the innocence of vulnerability-
The mellow weakness of being alone.
Stars cross for no reason-
Lovers do not exist;
Only vuln
erable, feverish moments. .

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