Light Years- Steemitschool poetry challenge Day 4

They say you are so far
They say you hold many beauty
They say your twelve billion miles away
They say eternity starts when you finish

But am feeling your breath so near
Is it that the experts are wrong?
Or the end is really near?
What are you bringing on? tell me

My bedtime stories are now in the class
Studying about the beauty of your age
Learning about the eloquence of your being
Staring at the mirror of science

Right here, it's lonely
I want to tred on your ends
I want to hold your reins
I want to be your rain

To water your ancient tale

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