Secret Spaces
By Sheyanne Crank
To the stars, and the Moon and Sun,
To the ends of the Earth and back again
I taste the quiet,
As soft as down,
And watch the planets dance,
Their voices in the echoes of shooting stars
Spinning and circling,
The scroll of life wrapped upon Saturn,
Translucent and thin to the touch
Golden drops of honey dew pressed upon the lips
Of the heavens,
As they reach into the depths of the universe,
Twirling Earth on its frigid fingertips
Their tears linger upon their lashes,
Falling as sweet raindrops to us as we gaze,
The lightning the fire in their eyes
The ground tremors as we slip between their fingers…
<3 Sheyanne
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