Orchestra Of Crickets

Sitting underneath the night air, Im 
Pouring odes
Into the ocean is your atmosphere
With my brass tool.
Hoping to busy the winds;
Signaling  for the heavens 
To rain guardian stars
In the form of diamonds.
They will strategically land 
Around your resting place;
Serving as a barricade for any distress 
Rest well
​Madam of Rose breath
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