A Look at the Night Sky
Oh night sky, why taunt me?
Your beauty can only mesmerize.
With your lids open for all to see
And the night chariot on the rise.
I stare into you, waiting
Though I feel as if you cannot hear
All the stars, explosive in mating
And my heart begins to sear.
Answer me, oh night sky
You're the escape I need
I don't want to live nor die
But pain causes me to bleed
Still, still I cannot help but love
And so I live, taking my form of a dove.
poem by Matthew Peel
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