Nebula, they call you. Or maybe, simply, Dreamer...
Nebula, They Call You
Trying to Believe
I would like to become the grandest things that you perceive...
The Edge of All We Know
Minutiae who play guardian at the edge of all we know...
Dewdrop Constellations
Your state of mind is where you learned to gaze...
Do I Stand, Forgotten
Do I stand, forgotten, as I forget myself?
Hearing the Stars, Pt. III: My Name
It is my name they call. My only task henceforth is to learn my own name.
My Aaru
The intrawoven spangled sky Dreams and souls intertwined Are the roots to my ravenous mind Unraveling whimsy as a bloom of springtime The violet and blue fen With the temerity to grow Beyond the reach of acumen The starfield in which I sow Viable
Sidereal Kiss
I wish you would sigh When you look to the sky Think of you and I How the stars blushed that night We've got nothing left to hide Over Love, we preside If a kiss makes a star shine We made a galaxy that night Planet
December Rose 