A maimed heart continues to love.
Despite old war wounds and battle scars
shrouded in memory, hearts do as they wish.
Your heart shaped soul
shimmers across the sunset.
Shooting stars piercing premonitions
waiting for the moonlight's invitation to dream
Locked in reflection, words remain unspoken.
Can we shatter the glass between us
and live the unlived life?
I am nearer to you than you can know
Whispering silently to God;
Pleading,
Waiting,
Wondering.
Have I lost myself forever?
Seems like you are always there.
And though you never have to say what
I long to be spoken,
your presence shatters the silence
that only we could hear.
Isn't it good to know the binary stars still exist?