14 August 2012
I saw a shooting star tonight... And wished upon its last light. When it falls, my wish will be granted, Because all stars are enchanted. So I kept it secret and made my wish... Although it could be perceived as selfish. I wish for man that in love I could fall. And so to this star my lonely heart did call. And now to wait if it granted my desire. A week will be given Till my hopes do retire.
©Odd
Shooting Star • Opuss № I