When I was a little girl
I used to think
all men who were in love
were astronauts
for all love songs
were about bringing the moon and stars
for their dearly beloved
Metaphors…
making lives …
interesting since the beginning
Now I know
men are just men
and that they do not need to be astronauts
because
if a man brought down the moon for me
the entire world would just
KAAA BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
I guess
and there you are
mine
among all the men
mine
just mine
and no-one else’s
telling me
how you would not talk the mainstream
”I will bring you the moon”
telling me
how much of a beautiful candle I am
 how I will be lighting up people’s worlds
How I am the moon to your sky
well…
guess what darling
I refuse to be lighted up
by any other matchstick
except
for
yours
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