I find that touching a star comes with a price.
Highs and lows so distantly close.
Falling sometimes reminds me of jumping backwards.
A beautiful disaster painted in the night sky.
Twinkle twinkle little star.
Oh I wondered and now I know where you are.
In this night, where I've climbed so high.
Diamonds diamonds fill my sky.
I'm fall jumping where they are.
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Beyond
PoetryThoughts and ideas that go beyond the norm. Words that together sum questions and answers to what we see each day. Beyond what we question and imagine. Through the works of poetry collaboratively an expression of what I imagine beyond what I truly s...
