a grave

how like stars are we
the centre of our own
galaxy,divided in a diamond
that decimates to ash

how in power are we?
how far our scope
how long our reach

how high our flame
how passionate it burns
how magnificent but out of reach
is god to us? unless its me

he takes the dark
puts fear amongst those places
that sings a youthful song
that swings and dances

and celebrates the company
passion caught within a gem
to rotate around the world
today

how sexy how beauteous
in lingerie, a moon-like crescent
how like stars we are
who with us invisible
we shine then we frizzle

midst the rain and the drizzle
then just to fade away


to come back then
a bigger glow
a greater hew
how much a star
are me and you?