When

 

 

Stars fire up in my eyes

shining in yours 

we speak of love without words 

we seize joy in simple communion 

hands almost touch 

lips parted in aching 

and still the truth lies far out of reach 

the burning stars pine 

but will not perish

instead they glow

in vain  

 

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Beatnik1979's picture

Indeed

it is a beautiful poem.

Ahhhh..... What could be, what could be...

something magnificent?

life changing?

or just another cast off into the certain blackness of an already bustling void.

 

pining, then shining in vain.....

 

bravo.

 

Stephen's picture

Excellent write.

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allets's picture

love and truth

great themes SS - :D



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