If I Could Bottle the Stars by Paul Idiaghe
If I could bottle the stars and talk with them,
we would talk about how it feels to be forgotten
until bright skies darken,
we would laugh about how it feels to be enormous
but small in the eyes of staring creatures,
we would cry about how it feels to dwell in the skies
without partners to stare into our eyes,
and we would sing about shining
even though we belong to the dark and the evening.
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