Matt Bennett


Space

Space is an empty revelation.
Surrounding, enshrining my every temptation,
The ocean, the world's great mirror, shining
The stars back to heaven, constellations intertwining.

I wait to see the sun rise in the east,
So I can control the internal beast.
And when I see the constellations arise,
I see your eyes, to my devilish surprise.

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