Shooting Stars.

I found serenity laying on your chest

I felt contentment listening to your heart 

I learned compassion when you were holding me close

I knew adoration looking into your eyes

I brushed incandescence pressing my lips to yours

I grasped love for a split second

holding your attention, but soon thereafter

in a flash

I understood agony

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