She collected the stars
One by one with her delicate hands
Hoarded them in chromatic sacks
Secured with swords and guns

Piece by piece, she held them dear
Embraced a little too tight in her arms
"I’ll keep you here, you don’t have to fear,"
Said the keeper of all the terrifying charms

Sheltered by her vainglory
And surrounded by her avarice
Kindled the stars’ story to end hastily
Along with a single deadly unvied  kiss

The stars did not even wither
There was only their silent demise
But she didn’t even bother
For her next victim, the moon, was locked in her eyes