Dead Stars
'Those stars,' she says while pointing, 'are balls of hot gas
Consuming themselves, and most of them are gone by now,
But their light remains for all of us
To see.' She smiles...
She says goodbye
She smiled.
She's gone. (Another star dies from a distance.)
She smiles so elegantly, I remember, She wore a dress.
She was captivating. I remember,
'It's the light that we find beautiful in the dark.' she said.
(A beam of light creeps into my eye)
It pains to remember a moment when a star still lived
but it holds its own on days past goodbyes.
I could only wait for her beauty to grace me yet again
(Finding a similar star set on the self-same sky).
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