Brooches
Wayward stars seduce with a wink and spumante brooch.
Enticing us to come in for a closer look.
To frolic in inter-dimensional playpens.
Swap stories of peace and plagues
, love-lust and rage
, war cities and cool glades...
Exchange recipes for hope and faith.
The stars plead with us to intermingle.
Procreate to advance our species.
Into a speed of light entity.
Capable of everlasting peace.
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