.
Exposed to starlight,
stripped bare by moonlight.
It’s a conscious stream
of those living the dream,
unfolds me origamically
with every beam.
These tears on my face–
I cannot hide.
Where time and space
will soon collide.
They pry open my soul
and expose a sweet sunshower.
They strip me to bone
within one hour.
I fall like Icarus,
where my wings have failed.
My feet land on Neptune
yes!–
the moon and stars prevailed.
Where symphonies of light
will do what they’ll do.
As for me–
What a view! What a view!
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