A Natural Love Lost


I'm going to speak of the stars
How they expand effortlessly,
How the vacant space knows
Where they are, to be held there
Exuberant by far
The burden of solitude
And oblivion in nothingness
What a sin, to ignore such innocence
To my left the clouds began,
The golden strands near heavens hands
Unceasing for her
She is a starlet, unable to come down
She goes, and doesn't know how to stop
They tug at my faith
How little old me, feels how the lonely ground breathes
Longs for her to sing
To come down for a moment between
How the ground under my feet, pains in misery
For celestial touch
Old lovers perhaps
Maybe less
Maybe once just knew each other
And how to dance

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