Missing stars.

I looked up to see
the stars high up in the skies
but they were missing
so I searched high and low
Then found them
In my new love's eyes.

Peter Dome. copyright. 2013.

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The first time I kissed a girl
I was ten feet off the ground
Stars swarming around my head
Like fireflies all around
Like little lights in the grass
The magic in the air
How I often after that I wished
That I could go back there


The next time I kissed a girl
Was marred by circumstance
I loved her; she wasn’t sure
She said I never had a chance
But I still hope to this day
To melt her heart of ice
I’ve never met someone who I care for more
And so I sacrifice


But the next time I kiss a girl
Will actually mean something
It will be my truest sign
Of all that I’m giving
That I will be there for her
That she will be my world
And nothing on this earth can stop me
From having her to hold

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Yes world and hold don't rhyme..... but I liked how it ended so I left it there. This poem does not mean that my first two "relationships" didn't mean anything, but will mean nothing next to my last one. Anyway, a fun write that took about 5 minutes. Enjoy!

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It's not my place to tell the stars
their order's out of line.
Nor, tell them which direction
I think they ought to shine.

It's not for me to scorn the moon,
when she hides herself away.
Nor, direct her to the water
and tell her how to sway.

The sun of course, can't hear me say,
that every morning, every ray,
his light's too bright and scares away,
my shadow buddies, kept at bay.

My voice can't carry all that far,
to travel space and time to stars.
My voice of course, it knows it's part,
to whisper to your heart.

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My Wish For You

My Love

This is it
This is goodbye
And though you say I just can’t add up
I’m not so sure about that
But your saying that may mean
That you’re not good enough for me
Yet, that’s not how I feel

So before you leave
I wish

That you always find God’s grace
That you find what you’re looking for
That your dreams give you wings
That you aim at the stars
That you appreciate compliments
And forget critics
That you live like you’re dying tomorrow
And you always find your way back

I’m still your friend
And I can settle for second place
But only because loving you briefly
Is better than not knowing you at all
Perhaps another time
Another life
We would’ve been happy
But if you can’t find someone better
I’ll still be here

And I wish
That your heart won’t be broken
Past what I can fix
That the fork in the road
Wakes you up to the drive
That you find joy
In the little things in life
And that you always find your way home.

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Above the waters
of the cresting fjord
under cradled moon
and suckled stars.

Lo' forth the mid-morning mist,
of ice twice struck upon the throat.

The night strikes;
an optical mirage
mounted upon the mirror
that takes forth
from vastness of god

to be left upon
the stallions of light
that transgress the folds
that pedestals planets
and en-wraps upon stars.

That shine in death
upon this word
and split forth
the mind of man.

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Love loves the dark
For only then it is alone with it’s beloved
It’s enchanting melody
Sweetly playing on the breeze
A nocturne of lovers
The music of midnight
When shadows hold no more fear
Where there is no time but right now
No time at all
When lovers can run away
Away from the world
And revolve around each other
Like the moon dances around the earth
So they dance also
The stars shine above for them
For the night belongs to lovers

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In the heart of our people, arrogance has made home.
Sure of his place, man has said in his heart he is the only
power in the universe; the only life that exists; that matters
among the stars. Pride has taken home in his soul; has said in his mind, I am the almighty;
the one in control, I am god of all that lives and all that dies.
The seed of the ancients has forgotten his place.

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Along the Stars

Sweet Maria, born of flesh,
Sweet Maria your star scorn hex.
That bears away the soft white
The tender touch
That caressed the sea
And bounded ground across the fields.

Born again of dust and ash
Primed in solar wind
And dance the rings of dusty worlds,
That swirl and dance
And glimmer soft.

To my mind per eyes
I see the cast
That dwindles across the velvet folds
Of space and time
That pulls the fabric with a step
And tears it through with a pirouette.

Across the expanse
That never dies,
Across this expanse that only dims
The lights that burn
With flashing life
That burn as kings.
I watch you dance,
Cross the stars
Across our plane.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

the words just came to me

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The Child Beyond The Stars

The madness of man will increase 100 fold;
into the chaotic and savage void, the souls of this realm will be devoured,
leaving behind, a mindless animal to tear itself apart,
as the shadow of the darkness beyond darkness will cover the face of the earth.
The window of time and space, opened by those who worship the child from beyond the stars,
will come on the dawn of the age of transference.