sexta-feira, 18 de abril de 2014

Astrology

Each of us is a soul
to be cherished.

We will perish,
but also blossom.

We're our blossoms,
our rich fields and gold.
Our own earth and water.

The fire deep inside
lines up the stars
which burn our lifes' own bases
leaving us mortals
in romantic stasis.

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