She is a star sweet and high and rare
She burns above
in black and blessed night
Her rays let
forth a blue and brilliant light
In deepest dark
her grace enchants the air
She is a flower
wondrous wild and fair
She sparkles on a
serene and sunlit height
Her petals burst
so pure and blue and bright
Her radiant
perfume rich beyond compare
Alone among the
stars she rules the skies
With steady
gleam she tugs upon my soul
Alights my heart
with languid longing fire
Lets fall dark grace
upon my beautied eyes
Sets flame my
mind and burns my senses whole
This star not
touch but only ever desire
***
Steven Holland
August 28, 2012
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