Poem: Until the stars rain down...
Until the moon goes dark
until the stars rain down
the sun exhausts its spark
and drops its fiery crown
my heart will call for you
my soul still seeking yours.
Our journey will renew
again on distant shores.
A short poem in iambic trimeter for my very best friend, whose name still shines in golden letters on my heart.
I could have never made something this beautiful myself because I'm not that girl. I'm a writer, not
an artist. Now I have made a tribute worthy of my friend, and it was every bit as much of a catharsis as if I'd placed each pixel by hand. I put my heart into this, and it brought me comfort and relief to tell the story of our friendship in pictures that complement and add another layer of meaning to my words.
AI art is real art.
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