IZLES

The stars scream

At illumined scars

Fairy dusts

And soaring sparks

Unwarming coolth

Behind the barks

I see them glance

Adoon they dance

In a cozy manse

I see them move

A skylight view

In bluish hue

And I by the lyre

Someplace higher

Let the wilds admire

Bonfire of burning desire

©️LIL ARCHA