The cherubs reminisce.
Consumed by nostalgia,
A sleepy moon regrets.
And Celeste dances her way across my mind.
The jubilant woman sings
Songs of love unrequited
Of taxmen so delighted, of highs reignited.
And Celeste dances her way across my mind.
The aqua sky lingers,
I quietly strum with my fingers.
Love humbles me on a hill.
And Celeste dances her way across my mind.
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Submission Name: Celeste
