skies dizzy with clouds, puffed skerries of light
wind blown slaves, jet stream harried
slowly night steals the daylight
bleeding away to light other continents
children juggling with stars
blue gems or white diamonds
little icicles suspended on invisible strings
curvaceous constellations arch spanned spangles
phosphorescent beaded curtains.
reflecting wonder in childish eyes
as they walk home moonlight in their steps.
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