starbright

you have the eyes of starlight beams
that slice through a frosty night
and cut tiny paths through my wondering heart
they are quicksilver pin pricks in my tomb
soft whispers of hope in another time
they weave velvet ladders down to where I lie
taunting me of the desire
to climb
where I can fall into your feather bed
to dance
in the burning brightness of your beacons
to carve
with the heat of your light
the very likeness of your face into my soul

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