The Second Kingdom
In the first kingdom
of the stars,
everything is always
half-beautiful.
Your fingernails
are angels
sleeping after
a long night
of making love.
The sound of
your eyes: snow
coming down
the stairs
of the wind.
Your hair
is the color
of God picking
flowers.
In the second
kingdom of the stars
there is only
you
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10.06.2026