When Stars Collect At Your Feet
Beneath the parapet of God, stars collect at your feet !
like little old stars lukewarm, tepid, warm
They cool then fade into your open hand
generating light and energy through the fusion
of your spectacular supernova, soul*.
Reading a star is like reading your own heart,
its mass is compressed filled with gravity
and its only intention is to love and be loved...
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