Moonbeams at my back
I sweep stardust
from my eyes
Once inebriated
with thirst
with lust
Now Firefly in a jar
The once resplendent blaze
feeble
weak
Longing
for lustrous heavens
To light the way home
Chill of night
permeates
spent loves
spent lovers
The stars sigh
resigned to their fate
The Stars Sigh by Penny Wilson
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