Like stars to dust
one day we will too
break and drop
and scatter
and none will remember;
so
with our fingers interwined
my chain hooked to your hem
let's watch the stars
until we become them.
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Sparks in the Dark
PoetrySome words mingled and intertwined to what we call poetry. Highest Rank: #4 in Poetry (no intention of further continuation)
Dust.
Like stars to dust
one day we will too
break and drop
and scatter
and none will remember;
so
with our fingers interwined
my chain hooked to your hem
let's watch the stars
until we become them.
