Alliteration Sensation

She sits still, staring at shimmering stars. She starts smiling slightly with sheer splendor. Silvery sparkles soothe severe sorrow and slowly serenity seeps into secret sections of Sterling’s subconscious. Slumber slithers so sluggishly she sometimes shares silly stories with strange specimens. Somebody said shinning stars snatch souls and starts suffering, SORRY she snubs senselessness. She simply smiles, slinks into a soft sequined sham, and sleeps...