Star Woman
Awakened by light
scratching the glass of dreams
stepping free
of shadows and silence...
The morning star
absorbing my tiredness
slowly fading away leaving
a blank place in the heavens...
My star woman
the memory of our night
still lingers in my bed
sheets drenched in your perfume...
Before you each night
I would lie down
in a graveyard of dreams
shrouded in moonlight...
You left before dawn
at 5 AM exactly
drowsy and dazed
the sound of your breathing...
On the pillows
also an aroma
still alive and ours
surely a goddess was here...
The very one
who knows
the name of all things
made of love...
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