If poetry was a person, I would say it was him. Even while the stars glow brightly in that huge sky, I would still look at his gorgeous dark eyes with little sparkles in them. If painting was everything, I would paint him every time with different colors. While writing comes to my mind, his presence comes to my heart. If I had to choose between him and the moon, I would still choose him because he is my moon. Well, both of them are far away from me.
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we meet again! that wasn't long was it... you appear to have many works in the green room so you'll see me a bit here on out.
okay people talk about hooking the reader in and all that hoopla but dang, this got me. i love metaphors and personification so i very much enjoyed this line.
this is like a gut punch, because you realize that the comparison makes sense because they're both just out of reach. very emotional.
i feel we could re-write this line like so:
it's a little more poetic this way, and flows a little better. just a suggestion!
anyway, that's all i have for you!
~yuuki the dinosoor
Yeah thank you yuuki for your review and the suggestion too!