Unobtrusive reflex to the assault
on all conscious control
that portion of response shut off
body left to rotten in cell of rusty bars
while yet the spirits soars
emerging to mingle with the stars
I really do like this poem, very much!
Starward
The stars are always there. ~S~
the stars do have a longer shelf life than we do.
I really do like this poem,
I really do like this poem, very much!
Starward
Life In Stir
The stars are always there. ~S~
the stars do have a longer
the stars do have a longer shelf life than we do.