“Stars, stars! And all eyes else dead coals.” (The Winter’s Tale by William Shakespeare)


There are stars swimming in your eyes,

A pooled lantern that never dies;

Spreading a warmth on the soil

Of life, the dust always loyal.


Yet the need for colour lives on,

For too soon days fade and are gone;

I pluck the hairs that hide the pulse

In search of love to bridge the gulf.


And while earth unfurls her beauty

In all seasons where we drink tea,

I stay smitten, ardent lover,

Stellar-stunned as you uncover.



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  1. Pingback: MY BOLDEST ADDICTION « hastywords

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