Sunday, September 4, 2011

Stars and Visions.

December 1990.

Each time I see a star
A string goes taut in my heart
A familiar face stirs up a vision
In my mind's window.

Wisps of the dreams we shared
Rush past my eyes,
Laden with mositure
Everything hazy - sight, sound, mind.

As I look up to the sky,
I cry out, "Are you there?"
But then, there is no answer
'Xcept for the star's mute twinkle.

When darkness drops her
curtain down
And pins it with her stars
I search for you, everywhere
Each time I see a star.