This is dedicated to Bee!
She doesn't belong to you.
How could she?
Stars are too bright, too bold, too beautiful,
to be plucked from the velvet sky
in which she sparkles.
And Marlene is the brightest of them all.
She is russet curls and ringing laughter,
She is bright blue eyes and sharp steely wit.
She is fearless;
Pure light in the darkness that
Draws nearer every day.
You can't help but like (LOVE) her for it;
For every perfect smile sent
Your (yes, you – Alice) way.
You can't help but hope (& dream) that
She will like (LOVE) you in return.
It is your secret (dearest) wish
Upon your most precious star that
Marlene will shine
Unlikely. You dream on.
Marlene is unpredictable, though.
She defies your logic.
You don't have to reach for her,
Because this star falls from the heavens,
Just long enough to show you that
Reality with her is more
Wonderful than any dream.
When her eyes meet yours,
You feel special.
When she takes your hand,
Lifts you into the sky,
You are special.
When you share those sweet secret kisses,
Together, you make a brilliant constellation
And you are hers.
(As she is yours)
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