Star Scraper

The tears in his heart he shed

with their solemn promises he did so stain.

Those chiseled tears with minds of their own

said “I’m sorry love, I’m so sorry love… forgive me my love… I’m sorry” they repeated again.

Fallen to glass they turned, to the ground they flew and with flame, they burned.

These tears were shed to his dismay, played his truth on strings bound with sadness.

Fruitful you are, enemy of my love, known to my passion.

Under his feet a river flowed so steep, so cold

Under elegant phases of the moon his face ran threw

His lover’s hands, small and light like seeds of snow.

He swallowed his lies and choked on them with flaming guilt till rains poured,

soaked the riches of land and growing o’ so tender, the flowers shown.

You’ve lost this life to lies, caged your body to the embers in this city.

Trapped and starving under thoughts,

Praying for a lift of breath

A lingering drop of forgiveness

Cry your way, ease your heart from dismay

Fight your cage, your executioner and name

vanquish this foe, your thoughtful enemy

Take to the air, take to me

Fight with fear in your heart

make yourself strong, a savage in your land, now renowned

Lift yourself up, stand on your own two feet

Put your hands up in the sky

Dance with the stars and swim in its shimmering light

immortal you are, forever more in its sight.

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