As I walk into the night, I look above me and all I can see are wishes.
Entities of living fire spread across the black canvas like lovers kisses.
They burn so bright and brilliantly for everyone else but me.
I wish, I wish with all my might on the very first star I see.
I close my eyes and hold my wish until it burns within.
Holding the wish for so long my lungs yearn to breathe in.
I let it go with one exhale and watch it as it floats above.
I look at it in its current state and ponder its destination of love.
Did I will it strong enough to last or shall it fall into the sea.
Shall the heavens hear my heart or will they deny my plea.
It sparkles and shimmers in front of me as if it understands.
I would follow it to the ends of the earth just to see where it lands.
The love that flows from me to it hopefully will keep it going.
The tears I shed for the wish I made are constantly over flowing.
I can only hope that it makes it there.
Even only on a wing and a prayer.
As my walk brings me to an end I notice a new light above.
I looked to the skies and what did I see, a brand new star of love.
It made it; it made it despite of my small doubt.
However, from now on, I will look at my star and for me it will be theonly one about.
~RRJ~
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