Fallen Star
I stare at night through open shutters,
glaring upon winding lights
of darken windows, of lighted paths
Cars blaze, in rush to slumber
I glare up at our wintry sky,
take in its cold embrace.
Wind chills my barely covered arms,
harshly slaps its unbearable chill upon
my once warm face,
plays in my hair as it settles in my skin.
A once bright star dims above,
his heart weighs, his body gives as it falls
off its Orion
My once content soul dims below
my heart weighs, my body gives. I fall
off my horizon.
Into the endless night our hearts continue to
fall against the wintry chill
My soul now free,as I watch my
shooting star.
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