Stars up above
Upon which hang wishes
Of young children
Old folks
And perhaps even
The occasional
Starstruck lover
Dreams of something
Even better
Than what you have
Wishes are secret desires
That you yearn to make real
A fantasy with rainbows
And beautiful skies
With jewels and riches
An adventure to happen
A blooming red rose
A lovely want
For something that
Is out of this world
Perhaps it feels alien
But does it feel special
Something that feels
Close to your heart
It sort of seems surreal
But oh so real
At the same time
Beautiful words
That the soul speaks
That the mouth
Is unable to speak
Your spirit aches
But it mutters this
All the time
And when fulfilled
You feel like you could
Just jump off and fly.
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Chromatic Musings
PoetryA series of free-style reflective poems. Note: All are personal and may not apply to all readers.
