My beautifully flawed star boy.

In dark moments, the one I want to hold.

In light moments, the one I want to laugh with.

The hands I want to build my future with.

Eyes that keep my feet above water.

Feet that I pray guide me on life’s greatest adventures.

And a heart that makes me believe in magic again.


You, the honey to my soul.

This poem is about: 
My family


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