Orion & Lyra

Familiar eyes trail, floating like lilacs into the air. A soft indigo mends the moments lost with care, I’ve forsaken memories I’ve forgotten to forget. Those ones of plucking and picking the true fruits of life, in laughter we cried sorrow for our fears, in humor we found sadness wrought with tears, Together we were one. Moments like that: Epics, eulogies, and eternities, (don’t ever forget you taught me the galaxies) They live without living, a walking, waking death like every star you ever pointed your telescope to. It’s vibrant with death! Dying with life! Light years away, it’s living another day, but we.... we turn into stars.