As I watched the fireworks tonight,
One spark drifted down
And settled in my palm.
It fizzed, it sparked, it hummed, it glowed
Vibrant purple, then faded
Into the heart of an amethyst
And yet again, I found my thoughts adrift
Just as that spark drifted into my hand,
My thoughts drifted on a sea of stars, to you.
Because no spark, whether firework, flame or star itself
Will ever shine as brightly
As my love
For you.
YOU ARE READING
Stories, Poems, and Dreams
Historia CortaWelcome to this little book! This is gonna be some of my better small works - poetry and short stories, for the most part, with the occasional dream that I actually end up remembering mixed in. So, sit back, relax, and prepare for a bit of angst! MI...
