Star Fire (sketch)

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© moonchild
star fire red blue green
guide her meandering soles
cloak her in constsellations
tiny, twinkling scars
lace her, armed with a will of her own
she always runs faster than she can catch her breath
and she does return

star wave, clear this space
forget activates
even with the odds
against her
galaxies conspire

spiraling from future’s
past, rhythmically
weaving tendril
threads of nonesuch time
find her blindly stumbling
grasp you’re trembling
hand on your face
leave no trace
but what you feel inside a
dreams that can last centuries
may seem like
minutes her flesh, these hours and days smear into the
haze of herstory
please
remember her
eyes will trigger
all senses reboot
now its time to
wake
up
breathe
slow
open
your
eyes