Jessa, admirer of aesthetics. Self proclaimed feministic manic pixie dream girl and modern day hippie.
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I think sometimes
Of the stars and mars
The moonlight
The will to fight
Cosmos torn asunder
All that rain and thunder
That your mother left you in those eyes
Looking up at me just a little too wise
Like the seasons can't catch us
Like the steel in our hair and in our bones can't rust
As long as we have one another
I look at my lover and all of that wonder
Possessive of the light of the simple, warm love
That you chose to be mine
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