Star II
H.E. Grahame
Above the sleepy city, the inky heavens were cloudless and infinite.
As a wintery breeze kissed their cheeks beneath the vast, star-freckled sky.
His words and movements were intoxicated
by too much excitement and gin
bouncing from foot to foot, arms swinging wildly,
dancing in the silvery moonlight.
He faltered just slightly as he looked at her over his shoulder
and grinned, spilling stars into the night.
scattering constellations across dark canvas.
Her brief time with him had taught her the
angles of his nose and freckled patterns peppering his cheeks,
his sleepy face at 4 a.m. and how his eyes crinkle when he laughs.
She watched as he effortlessly reassembled her broken pieces,
and understood, sowing hope into her life.
promising their forevers in sparkling bright paints.
Their twinkling city and whispered breeze orchestrated
a simple melody matching his sloppy waltz,
composing a love song, of sentimental verse
but never so mundane as romance and desire.
They knew their symphony was unique
and celebrated, breathing stardust into the air.
Above the sleepy city, their childlike laughter was timeless and infinite
As a wintery song changed their lives beneath the vast, star-speckled sky.
