Starlight

Starlight

I was made with a key.

I would open to you
like a music box
tuned in the forge of
a god

I would open to you
spilling out into
the aether
delicate refined
like the sweetest perfume

Forgetting in the remembrance
of the starlight
every strand (one)

Would you turn your gaze
upon me?


Feb 7, 2007