The stars
Oh,
The precious stars.
The stars
That begged
Your feathers to
Shed
And to finally feel
The nights fog.
A lonesome comet
In the dead of
night
Next to the sun
Our sights had been
Enamored in it's
Striking wonders.
Did you ever look back at me,
Never daring to miss it
And
Wish the same star as I?
