When I Have a Starry Night
I don’t need a man
to sweep me off my feet
when I have the wind to do so for me.
I don’t need two eyes to gaze into mine
when I have a billion stars in the sky
to indulge in.
I don’t need a spot light
given to me by a singular person
when I have the whole moon to illuminate
my pale skin in.
I don’t need someone to love
me and only me
when the sky is here for everyone to see
though I might be the only one that chooses
to see it back.
I don’t need another life to fuse with mine
when my life belongs in the hands of the heavens above.
My life, my love belongs to the sky.
My love belongs to the slight breeze
that swiftly brushes my long hair
in front of my bright eyes.
My love belongs to the majestic moon
that somehow always keeps me mesmerized.
My love belongs to the natural,
soothing lit up sky.
I don’t need a man to
validate my existence
when I have a starry night.
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