as her eyes look onto the black night sky
a flash of light catches her eye
her gaze seeks pathways connected to her stars
she still believes in magic and steel guitars
where times reflection comes so closely combined
alone in the dark this lonely night unrefined
fight for a deep breath, tear-filled eyes again dry out of sight
raising sights up to the sky, searching for that flash of light
she becomes a single image like stray words from long ago
pensively compelled, as she sighed pulled below in lost loves undertow
so closely combined where ever you are where ever you go
and now like her love, the stars are so hard to know
Truely original yet totally
Truely original yet totally relatable. A great poem. Sentence fragments describing your poem. Just like the book reviews you see if rich authors. You did a. Good job.
post multa malae accidunt, bonae accidere potest.
This is beautiful! Great
This is beautiful! Great work!
Let your teeth show
Especially in the morning.
Especially in the morning.
post multa malae accidunt, bonae accidere potest.
Soft Images
tug at the emotions to fall into her - nice writing, great images - :S