Bleep Literary Magazine

If I could give you all the world’s riches,

if I could give you all

silver, gold, platinum.

If I could show you what it’s like to have the world in the palm of your hands,

if I could dry your tears,

if I could do anything,

anything to keep your ignition burning,

I would be rambling through the unknown workings,

I’d ramble through the horizon until the depths of sky.

And know that when your heart twitches with pain,

when you feel lonesome and bored of all

you just search for me among the stars,

for I will soothe your mind.


Photo: “Sunshine” by Elizaida

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