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sweeter than the sound of mandolins on starry nights
timeless as the beauty of the starry night

o’ brown skin wit’ the radiance of starry nights
meet me at the café terrace at night

i’ll be the brother to the night
cool as moonlight

if you believe in three ninety eight point two like i do
we can romance in france
roam the streets of rome
or time travel earth to earth ’til we greet the dawn of a new day

or maybe we can hop in the van and go
somewhere over the rainbow
no baggage, no phones
just you and i neath the beauty of the sky
inhibitions runnin’ wild like lucy in the sky for a few days

-Stevie #dearawkwardblackgirl / #inasentimentalmood #poem • ode to a hopeless romantic