𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥

heavenly love

heavenly love // free verse

ethereal, she looked as if she walked on clouds

the kind that was sterling, silver and shifting at the seams

she smelled of freshly fallen rain
and the cool wind of the wilburry mountains

her hair was permanently shimmering, swaying in the wind

and her eyes withheld the very constellations
of the eternal galactica

she walks on the stars at night, hopping on each glittering light

sleeps on the moon, dances with the sun

and gracefully falls ever so often
to the verdant grass of the field behind my home

to hold my hand
until the morn