Starry Starry Night

A moment. A memory. A time stuck at the past. Like a shooting star, they come and they go. As if for a moment, there were just an illusion.

From my past, I deliver them. At times intimately, then some, like a stranger. Poems or spilled thoughts, they reflect a memory.

#Deep

Cover design in mine, photo used is downloaded. Credits to whoever made or took the image.