with a twinkle, catches my drifting eye
there is no rain tonight
the moon shines high
focusing light through pine needle leaves
sewing in and out the tides
pulling my heart strings tight
there is a star in your eyes
it speaks to the surprise
all my ever changing fears
a calm and steady beat that breaths
in and about pine needle leaves
a rhythm breathing midnight into the air
holding on a pedistal the star in your eye
when it twinkles back to me
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