The clouds were dark and the stars were shy
The sun below the horizon, gradient red light
The moon was out of sight.
Were we looking at the same star last night?
As it blinked the God's eye, sight
So far away, so helpless gripe
I hope your night, unlike mine, was bright.
Our congruent skies shed tears together
Our flight lines never cross each other
Our hearts might beat, synchronized... but,
So what if we're under the same dark blanket?
Your heart is in another galaxy,
and the Star that shines the brightest for you - isn't Me.
« return.