Millions Light Years
The wane of the sun has raised its finger
And the sun is wielded to bed
Life below lays forlorn, bereft of light
A posh dusky sheet is spread
Of a trillion zillion lozenge sequins
That float in accord with a big crescent pearl
Furnishing a mystique chic decor
Freights of flicker dangle off the feet of these treasures
Some snowy, others scarlet and a few disco
All flirting with every eye below
Fairies take errands along the silver lining, sprinkling stardust.
Wonder rides the backs of my billows of fascination
And I cannot resist
But surrender my eyes to the nebula to flirt back
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