Beneath the Constellation
Mark LOREM IPSUM


Mark LOREM IPSUM
It’s just like, when a man gazes at the stars, he becomes aware of his own separateness from the material world. Visible every night, they never lose their power to move us. Each star sign has brought the poet different emotions and experiences. See the imagery response to the work of Mayan Hennemayer, called ‘Beneath the Constellations’.

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Poem

Sleep comes swiftly beneath a myriad of stars clustered in ordered constellation

And sons and daughters of skies placement give indication to lover’s attributes:


Ram: I couldn’t stand your company in its patronizing arrogance. If only your performance was as long winded as your speeches.


Bull: Twin soul insatiable were our appetites for discovery, planting your flag

Proudly on uncharted territory.


Twins: A candid mastery of smoke and mirrors, wily words made love to my intellect and forgot my body.


Crab: Wrapped comfortably in the sadness of your gaze I promise I will never vow to fix you again.


Lion: We broke my bed


Virgin: Calculated prowess matched with effortless sex appeal lend to the perfection of your timing.


Scales: Venus’ children in the mystical throws of hedonism


Scorpion: My first


Centaur: Seeker of infinite truths may you be a part of my past, present, and future


Goat: Persistence is a military strategy and resistance is futile


Water bearer: A cultivation of high expectation. An Ideal that once attained gave way to darkness I have seldom seen before.


Fish: You were my liberation from a self-imposed servitude. You told me you are a woman you can do what you want.










Mark LOREM IPSUM


Mark LOREM IPSUM
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