Stellar’s Epitome?

The nocturnal sky awaits her

She awaits a star.

The Moon in her eyes, seraphic

..No star afar.

 

Restless much but patient more

In harmony, an irony is she.

A flawless star inside her left

best strong she dreams to be.

 

A stellar soul doesn’t belong

To a place erring and pygmy.

Her tresses sway in a human way

In a way mortal and puny.

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