The Spark Between Us
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stadarooni
stadarooniEmpathy is the human superpower.
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I love 'you'! Just something I hope will feel motivating!

The Spark Between Us

(Note) This piece is a dedication. Wait to the end and you'll see!

I see something in your eye –

I see something in your eye – something that will dazzle every sky

I see something in your eye – something that will dazzle every sky although I never have to wonder why.

You’re a star.

You’re a star. You glisten from afar and your existence defies

You’re a star. You glisten from afar and your existence defies every screeching scar marred onto time.

Your defiance is your plasma gaze of Neapolitan

Your defiance is your plasma gaze of Neapolitan that blazed the haze that separates you from tangerine summer sunsets

Your defiance is your plasma gaze of Neapolitan that blazed the haze that separates you from tangerine summer sunsets and jets of misty winter whites that sweat life without regrets.

I see the braves of memories engraved in every splash of colour

I see the braves of memories engraved in every splash of colour as the wonder of turbulence in trials that pile into a dance –

one that enhances the dye of your pride

one that enhances the dye of your pride and the arrow of your sorrow

one that enhances the dye of your pride and the arrow of your sorrow and the broken icicle ivory dreams from the weight of your hate.

I lied about you too you know.

You’re not really a star because stars don’t burn in rainbows

You’re not really a star because stars don’t burn in rainbows of prose that reflect a thousand souls that have holes longing

You’re not really a star because stars don’t burn in rainbows of prose that reflect a thousand souls that have holes longing to sing the crowning harmonic suite that they might be complete.

You aren’t a person either.

You’re you and you’re me and you’re all of us.

You are a nexus of passion and the fashion of stars that float

You are a nexus of passion and the fashion of stars that float and wrote tales on boats always believing they would be alone.

Yet the throne of you is a home that gleefully glimmers in the twilight

Yet the throne of you is a home that gleefully glimmers in the twilight spectrum of starry hazy heights that accepts infinity.

I’m already there and I love this spark between us.

It’s our family.

(Aside) I hope that I tricked you into thinking that this was a traditional love piece between the intimacy of two people, because I really like to subvert any expectations. :)

I wanted to write something uplifting and dedicated to very important people: the Commaful community! You are all a family in a sense, one of writers that come togtether and create brilliance with your words of thousands of different perspectives.

I actually write this from experience in Air Cadets, where at summer camp I met a group of remarkable people and I felt like a part of a larger family that accepted me for who I am. I'm not sure if I'll see some of them again, but that spark will always remain.

I also brought back my motif of the sky and ice cream into this piece, so I'm happy about that! Also, notice how there are no commas in this piece. I suppose I wanted to be a bit ironic. ;)

I really hope you enjoyed this piece as much as I had fun writing it. It reminds me of some of my earlier pieces and I'm happy with the final result. I hope this one isn't that abstract, either. Thank you, Commaful family! <3

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