Ordained


I want to become a full moon for you And you can be the sun. I want all of your light To illuminate on me In the night, So even in the dark People can feel our heart. There is no such thing as destiny, But divine Intervention With intention. What if our orbit was ordained And our gravitational pull Was really just God? 

Pulling us in close proximity, 

Away from all the planets That we almost landed on, But where we could never live? You may want a lifetime, But I plan to give you light years?


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