Northern Star

Every body is of Earth

But every soul is celestial

In my orbit, meteors rain

And death becomes a wish or dream

A beautifully broken exploding star 

That's how I feel sometimes. 

Like white hot contradiction 

floating in space 

waiting for some bit of gravity

to pull me past Earth. 

To get a new perspective 

of this world - of my life. 

And still, I am a northern star

Holding place in space

And lighting your way home.

To shine bright, it’s your birthright

xoxo, L

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a photo series with Erik's Glamour