'Precious'

my 'Dears' lusious Precious falling stars, tempting fate by your light on my face. and heavy delicious moons, i stretch on my toes too kiss. How many comets fly past all to soon. Laid out and hot as that ride made from nickel. Sweet moon, may it rest there forever upon. My purple face when it's touched it can only. Looking up, as you gaze down, i weep in search of. and concealed within your face is my one and only. Deep is my 'Presious' and hidden under a window made of clear circles, and dusty as each crack, when blown open in sleep.