What thoughts spin
through a midnight mind
hung with the stars
draped in velvet regret
a beautiful prison
unchanging eternal
all for a careless word
vanity’s prize
Does she dream
from her heavenly perch
of the daughter
who was bound
for the sin of the mother
and rescued by love
of another
In love with herself
with herself she
remains
now watched by a world
she can never attain
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Loved that “velvet regret” — a beautiful poem for one of my favorite constellations.
So much rich imagery here Dee..’midnight mind’..fantastic line almost as if she is (perhaps literally) being hung by the stars..not ‘hung with stars’..Jae..hope you are well 🙂