Shooting down the stars in Orion’s Belt
Wrapping them around me
Like a shroud of magic pelt
Closer than anything
You’ve ever felt

Steering across the sky in golden
carriage sparkling with
diamonds are for more than
Iridescent harnessing
Words of poems evergreen
I wish it were my own words that would
Gleam

I write words not by quill or feather
Always in fear that others would
Do it better
Still they are mine and mine alone
Orion the Hunter and I singing the songs I
Own

Living life without
paying the price
Of fear
would be a true travesty
Because make no mistake
there is value in
Creative loyalty

To the craft
To the art
To singing ode to the heart

To trying to put words
On what is in the wind
"What is love without a sin?"
How two hearts collide
And the stars above
Align

If magic isn’t real
Then how is it
You can feel
Your heart beating
With the pain of a stranger
Even when
Your not in real danger

Need to relieve
And make believe

Sparkling ever so bright
As they described
A souls true delight
Crystal clear dreams where one feels not fright
But presence, insight and bravery taking flight
Yes I rhyme because as we both know
the words build up high from far below

The best poems stand the test of time
That should tell you my frame of mind

Let me tell you that that the truth is in the labor
Not in success present or past
Unbutton Orion’s belt
Dreams dissipating into vapor

Let it fall bruising stars they pass by
They will stay up there
Even when we
No longer care if we live or die