I stare at you and I'm lost beneath the galaxy of your emotions. Every look in the eye, every glimpse. Somehow, I know I'm reaching for a far-away sun. How I'd love to be your moon, riding beside you and ruling over the cool skies. How I'd love for that fantasy to be my reality.
However, I never forget you are a sun - always warm, gentle yet incomparable, out of reach. No matter how I'd love to be the owner of that crinkle in your eyes whenever you smile, I know I'll forever be your Clytie, sitting from afar, admiring you and wishing for a glance.:)
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