Tiny

154As you stake a
Tiny claim on my heart
The smallest thing
You could possibly do
I realise in wonder
I have affected you

Banished and outcast
Never again would
I dream of you
But the merest of threads
Remains delicately intact
The dance continues slowly
The stars guiding us through

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