Monday 19 May 2014

Starshine

Mistake me not
I know you're there
How could I forget
You and your dark wavy hair

I took a sip of coffee
My head tilted up
I noticed a twinkle of joy
As eyes met over my cup

Tempted as I was
Words forming in my head
It went off soon again
That wretched monster, wire fed

The folly came then
When a choice was made
A trap that ensnared many a man
Of which a price was surely paid

For the more we look down
At these unnatural blips of light
More so will our starshine fade
Back into the cold, abyssal night


-Izzat R.

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