If I could reach that speck of light
whose size isn’t so tiny,
but its shiny seem to have cowered.
If I can stoke its fire
and cause it arms to curl
around your lips stretching
it into a smile.
If I can cause its feet
to leap in a dance
stirring the butterflies
in your stomach to flight
Then I will a zillion times:
You deserve to be happy
©2020 Nasa
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My heart spills words in her finery and my fingers move in tune to the song it makes, creating a picture for you to see and be whole. I am Nasa and I write
