Monday, 21 April 2014

the stars

more is less                                                          a star is you, because
and less is more                                                 a star is wonderful and       
when I see them                     when we look at the we think of our life
my heart beats and I, adore                      we inspire, we love and dive
the wisdom and the happinessin the constellations that the stars, divine
that the stars, restless                              inhabit with mysterious charm
envelope in their core                       when we see them we see a spark
the shining beauty that irradiates       a light so green that forever barks
from their nucleus                                  a shining glimpse of memories
the melodic symphony                      stars are the tuxedo of my dreams
that comes out of them.         come out sometimes baby, these stars are
the stars give liberty to the people                       so beautiful and white
the stars are reckless victims of the universe           that my pain for life
the stars have given hope to pioneers of space         shall stop in agony
the stars burn and the stars are cold                   and my heart shall start        
like cold emeralds that fall with grace                        to beat once more
                                                               'cause I made a deal with you,
                                                                                       a deal of glory
                                                           a path that we shall adore 'cause
     when we see them our destiny lies in the emptiness of the universe


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