The Two-Faced Constellation

I gaze up at the Starry Night,

at the constellations that reunite

across the deep blue sight.

The shadow of the bright moon

On the sea. It makes the crevasses of the unknown 

into a signature tune. Just like the

Bull constellation.

The fearless sensation it gives when you stand under its 

Constellation strings;

Clashes with the melancholic feeling

that carries within anybody 

that has met the two-faced, deceiving,

Constellation.