Culture Of The Stars! ! Poem by Milova Matthias

Sweet smoke, scented with love,
And youthful passion laced with jam
Fairy sparks of lights,
Curtailed in eight, above on high.
Oh, let me to clasp and blend
In the buttered sea, of these fairy stars,
The culture of heavenly bodies!

Oh, let me not to a starless sky
Amidst twilight, but be entwined
In happiness.
When wax waxeth darkness
And ev'ry lights doth shines
Aye, when then wax waxeth out
And darkness thinks it glows in majesty,
Only then doth, shall the stars shine
And their worths be proved.
Those twinkies that blinks at me.

The culture of the mellowed stars
Drawl not, to teach this to me and my kindreds
That men may drape of saliva
Adoring me, awaiting the dusk
For migh star to shine!
And thy love clustered to mine!