The stars are blossoming,
An electric bouquet; shimmeringly
Embossed, glittering lights, glowing
in flight across the night sky.
These eyes are glossed in awe,
The stars, My gosh...
Flowers in the darkest desert,
Blooming from their frosted Norm,
Dancing with each other, Warming
That sheet of nothingness like never
Before.
Oh, How they web together!
Enlightening the life I exist,
Speaking it's mysteries as if
I were clever to its speech:
Blinking thoughts on colored shots,
Streaking in streams, putting seams
In my mind, In My Mind, In My Mind.
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