Monday, June 2, 2014


Stars often speak in hushed tones,
Bright giggles exchange winks
All in between celestial sonnets.
'Tis a melody against the black,

A moment’s pause before the moon’s overture.

The night’s solitude overturns,
One after the other they arrive to the concerto,
Bright friends for a dark evening,
Light fare that blinks through heavenly chatter.

Twinkle, twinkle from afar.
How I wonder how you are,
Lucid thoughts and dreamy song,
Coda ends with smile, anon.

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