Astral Comfort

A poem about my friends in the stars.

I am sitting by the moons nose tonight,

whispering whimsical wonder to him,
Telling my twilight friend all my secrets,
Asking the questions of life,
Moondust covers me with answers so dirty,
as i jump into astro puddles and luner streams,
This is my life in my dreams,
I hold on tight to the stars , squeezing so tight,
I let go of there glimmer and fall from the light,
Into the dark abyss of utter darkness,
yet it comforts me,
it blankets me with years of regret,
my safety net.

The End

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