My Heaven, my moon, my angel.

Kiss the sun and you will taste heaven. Kiss the moon and you will taste freedom. Kiss an Angel and you will taste life… I have yet to be kissed by my angel. I wait for that moment, that perfect moment, to feel the sun and the moon collide when we touch lips for the first time. I want to know my heaven, I want to be free, and when we kiss, a beautiful kiss, I will know my heaven resides on wingless shoulders, but will fly with freedom with my angel.

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