Beauty in astronomy

The celestial bodies lead my thoughts with precision…

Leaving me to tip toe through life.. Careful with plenty concern…

Yet careless without remorse..

I have empathy for you all… Really…
But it’s such a beautiful day..
My second Sun is rising…
Imagine the apex, flooding me excellence…

I’m shining… My temperature is rising… I’m no longer man, I’m beyond…

rebirthed in myth and legend…

I’m mythical.. A distorted figment of your imagination.. You can’t love me because you can’t see me…

Best you can do is offer up energies…

Pray

And you may see me on your nightmares… A dreary perplexity… Yah… That’s my only remnants… My only trace.. A vestige of what god is without man..

Red Dragon

Hunt me… Kill me… Folklore…
Memorialized upon the celestial…

Gravitate…

I’ll be your second sun…Arise and feel the glory…

It’s warm…. And a bit sticky…

But the fulfillment is well worth it… And the nectar will make you love me….and curse me all the same…