Because I'M Staring Upwards Comments

I like to Stare upwards at what would be stars if there were no clouds.
Like dropp of cream into coffee mugs, dark mocha interrupted.
Sprinkles of dissappointment reaching for cumulonimbus sugar cubes, but realizing there ain't stratus to sweeten my day.
Night walk interrupted as I trip over starlit cream skin, sprinkled with essence of cherries on top of mountains of 'bet you wish you had a spoon' of 'first come, last served' of M.C. Hammer touchables.
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