We were waiting for a star to fall -
constellations predicting futures,
a future
possibly one shared together
perhaps another lived alone
dictating footsteps in the dark
darkness enveloping hands
hands evolving into embraces
strangers eloping in the haze of moonlit delirium
- because it works like that
doesn't it?
starlight dreams and star-crossed lovers
crossing paths, crossing songs
words in harmony, voices in sync
we'll consider the formations
count the pros as they weigh up against the cons
a circumspection of the celestial
we'll shield this romance in a veil
shroud ourselves in a mist
let them think this is nothing when, oh, it's everything
and maybe,
just maybe,
we'll make it -
burning like asteroids ablaze in the stratosphere,
accumulating into asterisms eclipsing lifetimes lived, wished, glimpsed
and it's perfect,
better than perfect,
it's -
lovely.
This predilection of moments coinciding
colliding
combusting into alignment.
and yet, I'm still waiting for my star to fall
whimsical wishes on the tails of meteors,
a second too late, a second fated to be missed
but I'm still waiting, I'll never stop
in the company of flailing stars
waiting to form their own connections amongst the haven of constellations lighting the way.
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