We are whimsical
Random
Chaotic
Sexy
Mercurial
Bright
Brilliant
Shining
Yet they do not
Quite see us
Forever we will
Run into clouds
Our angel’s wings
Beat fast and
Brush each star
We catch fire
My best Friend
We are whimsical
Random
Angelic
Demonic
Mischievous
And Mysterious
They are all drawn
But they don’t seem
To grasp or see past
Our golden mystery
They hate the way
Our secrets find them
And still we smile
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