My lover is a star and I mean that in the most literal way.
I sleep at the daytime to be awake when he's seen,
I let myself be lost in the night's gleam,
The fireflies leading me away
Showing me the wonders of the night
Leading me away from the terror and pain of the light.
The sounds, the peace, the distant sound of a guitar,
whatever I would have lost if my lover wasn't a star.
YOU ARE READING
Of stars, hope, and poetry
PuisiOf stars, the night, and the silence coming with it. Of being trapped without seeing a way out. But most importantly, of something I hope you will enjoy.
