i dropped a star,
it
f
a
l
l
s
slivering
at his hands
in my whispered breath
the full moon bleeds
covered
in dark-grey clouds,
weeping
with me.
i seldom find
a broken hope repaired
now,
my star
lay
s h a t t e r e d
at his feet.
BEAUTIFUL.
and whoever leaves love shattered at his feet
is a FOOL or a coward, or wise beyond my years b/c i don't get it!
i love this poem. your use of lines and spaces is genius.
keep writing, your poems are amazing.
cheers,
xxxspooky