Perched on pads, against
azure velvet swaying
with universal song,
firey saphire brilliance
never fades away
into dusty space, cold and empty-
Instead burns through all the
light of Night and Darkness of day -
Holding steadfast against the
curtain of time; Her permanance
holds my gaze forever-
in wake.
in sleep.
I tear at the heavens to pull Her closer.
To have her one more day.
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