The stars chose you to be special and so
every Summer Solstice you use to
celebrate another year of walking the Earth,
forming a part of the Universe.
That day two stars were born in a pool of brown emotions.

As life slipped through your fingers in a matter of seconds,
Summer Solstice was just another day
and those lovely stars were loosing their shine,
and you learned to tame the waters completely.
And soon, only the razor,
red lines on your pale skin let you breathe.
Lines kept appearing, and more flowers grew.
Maybe the constellations aren't in your favor,
but trust me when I say that 90's Summer Solstice
means the world to me.