Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Dressed in black, like the velvet night

She walked to the edge of the boards

Reflections of stars, shined with a light

That captivated, moved her toward

The waters, mesmerized by her, were calm

She‘d lost them fast, in her dreams

For the stars were her one and only balm

Visions, she called them, her ethereal beams

She watched, as each one twinkled above

And again, as from the skies, they fell

Asteria, Goddess of the Stars, twas her love

That caught them, in the magic of her spell

January Writing Prompt – As she walked to the end of the boards, the stars spoke to her – Day 2/31

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