domingo, 17 de maio de 2009

The Stargazer
Death no longer whisper secrets
A thief is no longer the Time
Today, the voice is her ears
is the eternal murmur of the stars
And when she reach out her fingers,
after climbing silent and high,
her hands can almost touch them
her sisters, owners of the sky
But with nothing left but a gaze
she watches the night passing by
Gazes longing and also shining
the eternal dance of infinite stars

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