Dust of Stars.

Black velvet cloak
Thrown over the skies
Diamonds, like stars
Strung on crystal string

Luminous, glowing moon
A deep orange now
Smiles on them
Among scattered star dust

And then quietly
Perfumed wrist to lips
“Still, beating heart
The stars are still asleep.”

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