#5

[constellation]

Aquarius

lamp light shimmers
as she walks
moonlight glimmers
when she talks

her hands are cold
her fingers bent
as she traces down
the swift descent

her eyes are wearing
silver studs
each tiny pairing
hints at floods

every crystal
drop of light
is hidden by
the depths of night

Leo

the drops of molten

silver burn

but she does not

show concern

tiny stars

leak from her eyes

and every breath

holds back more cries

thoughts of home

and daddy's grave

remind her how

to stay brave

and

the little

droplets

cease

their

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