Stardust trails

 

Beneath stardust trails

and comet tails

I inhale,

cold air.

I exhale.

I know I'm alive.

On the wings

of the storm I fly,

soaring

higher and higher.

 

I feel the thrill

of free falling.

As in dreams,

I slip between

the universal seams,

flipping between the pages

of unwritten

works of art.

I see hearts.

In the stars,

I feel a part.

as this dream falls

apart

and I land

on a cloud

with a start.

 

Beneath

the snowdrop starlight,

I feel the air

in its wistful flight.

I feel the night,

it's touch soft and delicate.

A lustful sin

like satin on bare skin.

I sink in.

Let her hands hold me.

As I am falling

again.

 

 

 

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