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stars and skies. Distance between. mashed upon a screen. blue and black, bruised with delight all upon what we call night. Staring up in the sky and never really thinking why it all makes me feel so small. like a man, with a distance to fall. drifting upon the breeze and feeling as i please to wonder what is this all? just a dream that i am flying through the night or a man without a light. to be caught up in this rush of emotions or just forget the motions that are pulling at this heart to forget and be forgotten and to let go of all that has passed and to sit and lay in the grass and stare up at this painted scene and wonder if it is a dream or the screen that i orginally saw or have i really just losing it all and see past the stars and skies and realize that none of it ever really died.
i wonder if stars start as seeds
from a blow of my lips
i created a constellation just for you.
and now the stars have fallen from the sky
but new plants have sprung forth
distant from another
never knowing their brother.
but it as the spring sun shines
and the rains fall
that prehaps i'll send more stars
to you.
tonight the stars shine for us
graced by our lips
we made our own constellations.
i wonder if stars start as seeds
from a blow of my lips
i created a constellation just for you.
and now the stars have fallen from the sky
but new plants have sprung forth
distant from another
never knowing their brother.
but it as the spring sun shines
and the rains fall
that prehaps i'll send more stars
to you.
tonight the stars shine for us
graced by our lips
we made our own constellations.