Nearly nirvana

The stars
have lit silken songs
in many a poet's heart,
but tonight
we could have made the watching stars blaze
with a feral music
and set the heavens dancing
and made the very sky throb with the pangs of our exquisite aching.

...but you chose to go to the beach alone.

 

I love this in v. many ways. Fab. weaving of words, my darling.

 

thank you

 

Wow..........thats all i can say. wow.

-thanx
-thanx
-thanx
-rydns

 

I love how visual this poem is. I can relate to that feeling of broken hopes.

 

Funny thing is, just an hour later, all that I had imagined happened... beautiful, gentle, starlit love.