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The Night the Stars Disappeared

Poetry By: greenglasses
Poetry



A god needs to steal the stars in order to find the perfect two for something special...


Submitted:Jul 30, 2012    Reads: 18    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   


I blew the stars out of the sky

Every little one I picked up with shaky fingers

stinging my hand as I scoop them all up

I take two small stars shaped like diamonds

Perfect!

Then I sprinkle the rest of them back into the night

they are scattered outevenly

The best part is recreating the pictures;

the world's constellations

Back into the clouds where my amor lay dreaming

I pry her lips open and drop the two stars inside

She swallows them down easily

Now it is up to the gods of the gods to create,

the two sparkling eyes

My prescious infant shall have





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