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Daniel A. Stafford | 6/25/2002 3:20:33 PM
9/1/2010 7:47:19 AM | 1987 |
Star-Eater:
And the words tumbled down from Heaven,
Like some Moonbeams in a silver night,
Landed upon my mind warps,
Like some wandering wisp of enchantment,
Enveloped every corner of I,
Then the dreams came dancing,
And I ate stars like a carnival of color,
The music was strangely unruly,
Hearing hissing spat x-ray howls,
A steady constant ebb and flow like cotton candy,
In time my tongue became golden,
Dripping stardust and delight,
I became the refuge,
Of night magic and visions,
Stretched impossibly thin,
The universe in my tenuous grasp,
I was too embedded,
To ever even snap,
So I turned and swam through,
Nebulae of birthing lust,
Floated down a thin silvery glow,
Unseen against the starlight and snow,
Some February evening mystery,
Wonderingly they declared,
"It's a boy".
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 06/25/2002
By: Daniel A. Stafford
Author's Comments
When I close my eyes,
Sometimes I still dance with the stars.
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