Orion & Lyra
Familiar eyes trail,
floating like lilacs into
the air.
A soft indigo mends the
moments lost with
care,
I’ve forsaken memories I’ve
forgotten to forget.
Those ones of plucking and
picking the true
fruits of life,
in laughter we cried
sorrow for our fears,
in humor we found sadness
wrought with tears,
Together we were one.
Moments like that:
Epics, eulogies, and eternities,
(don’t ever forget you taught me
the galaxies)
They live without living,
a walking, waking death
like every star you ever pointed
your telescope to.
It’s vibrant with death!
Dying with life!
Light years away,
it’s living another day,
but we....
we turn into stars.
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