Filthy
Ships Lost at Sea
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By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Stardust serenade
In the velvet expanse where dreams take flight,Stardust whispers weave through the night.Celestial dancers in cosmic ballet,Tracing the arcs of eternity's sway.Born in the furnace of celestial fire,Stardust particles, seekers aspire.From nebulous clouds, they gently descend,A symphony of light, where galaxies blend.In the cradle of time, where stars are born,Stardust melodies, in silence adorn.Echoes of creation, in cosmic embrace,A serenade of wonder, in boundless space.Across the void, where comets roam free,Stardust trails, a celestial spree.Each mote a story, each gleam a song,Infinite echoes, where wonders belong.In the quiet of night, beneath shimmering skies,Stardust whispers, in soft lullabies.A serenade of the cosmos, pure and bright,Guiding souls through the infinite night.So let us dance in the stardust glow,In the cosmic rhythm, let our spirits flow.For in the serenade of stardust's embrace,We find the echoes of time and space.
By Ozioma Uwaoma2 years ago in Poets
Explosive Heart
I want at times for my fiery soul to burn luminously under the hue of the blue lights in the red rooms late evening. I want for the delicate, guiding hands of a gentle and hardened female to take my mind to the moon as I explode in a furious, passionate moment of lust brought on by existential humility and wonder.
By Michael O'Connor2 years ago in Poets
