Thursday, September 20, 2018

STARS.


STARS

Your eyes shine like midnight stars.
The darkness is a blank wall.
All around me, the shadows mourn;
a lone sea gull's call.

The sun spins with the rain.
I am powerless.
The hearts of man are a withered vine.
Nothing can withstand the pain.

I do not know what you are doing,
or where I am going.
Only that the light shines in outer space,
and all I see is your shining face.


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