Thursday, 8 August 2013
She Captures Shooting Stars
Her fingertips lifted my limbs.
And all the glowing universe..
The memories - a flash, and a storm,
Shall never wash away the stars.
The bittersweet enchantment,
Redounds her absence present.
And wherever she goes,
She captures shooting stars.
And like two broken rainbows entwined,
A few months only, a lifetime;
This perfume rain, that brook of sky,
Her essence outside time..