keaton,
i'd embrace your fragile bones with the warmth of our shared sun.
i'd tether the cosmos
nebulas
supernovas
and wrap them as a gift,
for you,
you deserve the entire universe
as you are part of it.
sweetheart,
you were given to us
like the stars
and moon you sung in verses
with your heart on your sleeve.
God must've spent more time on you
for He created such an otherworldly being
that saved those who are
troubled
and mourning
lonely
and heartbroken
by pouring your celestial mind
like morning coffee that a mere mortal depends on
to keep them going.
keaton,
you don't know how lucky you are.
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