Poetica 2

In the starry skies where I find your eyes.
May sunrise find my tongue riding the milky way.
Kissing the world as I head nether.
To find a blockade of brown immaculate gate posts.
I softly rap at the door.
The posts swing open and welcome me for a feast.
I take one last look up.
The starry eyes reach up for the last cloud.
Bon appetit, the moan escapes you.

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