​When the sun goes down
her children come out
shining as they play
across the milky way
I hear their music
cosmic symphony
the song of you
a chorus in my soul
singing infinitely
your voice like violins
captures me no matter
the frame of mind or
mood I’m in
and I close my eyes
as my heart awakens
you can hear its sighs
as they slip beyond
the bounds of time
seeking out their home
your gentle hums
your sensuous moans
There is rightness
to our song
as you and I have known
all along
when we became more
than notes
harmony in accord
with music of the stars
echoing in the universe
for so long and so far
M. Zane McClellan
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