Stars Don't Stand she says,
small & tuggeing my sleeve.
O Young One i laugh, smile,
face turn'd down. You're Right—
The Stars i say They Danse
For Aeons & All Across The Sky
Which i add Is Small To Them
Stars Aren't Naked she says,
skeptical & wryly smileing.
O My Wise Little One i chuckle,
we cheek'd by pale blue light—
The Stars Are The Most Naked,
For They Shine Themselves Out
Until They Are Exhausted, & Nothing.
it's past your bed time, my sweet,
& cold—let's go inside.