Your hair is full of little will-o'-the-wisps
you fingers are alight like the night sky
I wonder, did you rob the firmament of stars
no, you just put on a "little something"
all these stars came from your jewel box
Inside all that glinten silence lives
no communication from stars like these
have cost a fortune and don't speak
don't make you speak either
except about possessions
Once some of them were very talkative
all of these stars were love gifts
they spoke of love, memories and guilt
that language they forgot long ago
now silence rules these extinct stars
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-08-20 05:52:08
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