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May 26
‘tis the tail end
of the blue hour

taking meticulous care
i string an empyrean necklace
studded with millions of shy stars
from our spiraling galaxy
around that blue neck of yours

enough of  these
moody celestials
playing dice with
the collective fate of billions below

‘tis time for your dance...

© 2019
Written by
Rama Krsna  50/M/NYC
(50/M/NYC)   
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