The Space between Stars
The sky is marvellous tonight, it’s fraught
with possibilities of windswept cliffs.
It’s dark out here in space, but just a thought -
heavenly bodies found in hieroglyphs.
And yet, the stars are far and few between,
as feared. Navigating ebon, it’s clear
that forms and beams of light are unforeseen.
For who out here can find the Bard, Shakespeare?
Look! See! What a beauty! Hourglass figure,
that beaming bod. She’s dressed in blue and bright.
The hottest star, you could not prefigure.
At verge of light, can you see she’s just right?
Don’t forsake space. The faithful find the light.
A soulmate far away. She’s out of sight.
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