Through the glass (Quirina’s poem)

She views the world
a different way

lifting my fingertips
touching unseen stars

treasuring little things
her aura glittering

embracing procrastination
prizing life’s tangents

sharing purple nebula
surfing Saturn’s rings

fascination in equations
exploring creation codes

climbing high esteem
practice hands steady

holding the black holes
beyond this event horizon

delicate as the rose
smiling strength shows.

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