A GALAXY ERASED

Galaxy, heart, erase, gaze, cold, tender A swirling galaxy of thought, Where feelings bloom and then are caught. My heart, a fragile, beating thing, Can soar on hope, or sharply sting. A wish to erase the memory's sting, Of words like ice, a frozen spring. Your lingering gaze, a distant star, Both near and infinitely far. A touch so tender, soft and light, Against the encroaching, endless night. Then sudden cold, a chilling breeze, Rustling through the silent trees.