Moments In-Between Yearning

Gently fall

the weeping stars;

Hushed, the night

within her heart;

Cleansed skin

reveals her scars

To the light,

through broken glass

An amber mist

of yearning grows

To aching embers

of twilight glows —

No agony sweeter

than love's sweet despair —

Stardust lights dance

through raven hair;

Jade eyes crystal

closed to the sun

Offer no defence:

the light weaves her undone —

Her heart may yet break

in silver moments over,

Her soul may yet fly

in skies

free...

Gently fall

the weeping stars

As she whispers to them both:

"Please hold on to me..."

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