In Stars Above
I’m the Swarovski pearl
of an origami dream,
sailing amidst superficial salt,
soaked in sinister sparks,
floating like deceptive debris
and artificial aquamarines.
As the sea weeps luminous lies,
the truth rests
in stars above,
mirroring phrases written
on tales of the island that seized
the light within
the heart of the ocean,
while you and I remain
anchored to the bleached reefs,
where corals grieve
in chromatic colors of hurt,
wishing the sky would stretch
its cashmere wings
to carve ripples of serenity ~
unfurling mermaid mercy
to paint life with
peaceful pigments…
Tonight, I surrender my tears
to the tumultuous tide,
allowing woes to flow with the waves,
as ethereal spheres speak to the
twilight that aches like sirens ~
resembling this silent longing
to unchain my bones from the
steel eyes of evil leaves,
find a reason to realign
the cracked constellations ~
breaking away from the pain
that left me breathing
alone in this darkness,
like a prisoner awaiting
the release of diamond dust
into the wisteria wind ~
engrossed with perfumed pretense,
where every fabricated feather
folds and shapes
slowly into
crystals of clarity,
sapphires of sincerity,
topaz tranquility ~
forever calming the surging sorrow
that thirsts and pines ~
eternal flames of
moon-kissed fortitude.
I long to be the
solace that sings not of hate,
but of l o v e and kindness.
I trace cosmic zest,
filling the dusky weight
with galactic gratitude,
wishing upon pirouetting peridots
that time will taste
warm grace and compassion ~
humanity, the beloved sonnet
of the astral algorithm…
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