Starlets live in the midst of stardom,
Those hollow lights of wisdom,
Dreams born out of wedlock,
Now, we've got just the reflection to mock...
Those love affairs I've had with the phases,
Those momentary blazes,
It's in the air,
Waiting to emerge from fates own stairs...
The brutal highways,
So frayed is love which is my way,
The passion of the Equator,
The statue that pricked the creator...
Handwritten inscriptions of love,
Engravement is the ultimate lust,
Dust that spells the name of the forgotten,
Grief that drifted away for good into the horizon...
Picture from the net _ ( hesperia.gsfc.nasa.gov)
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