Patterns

 

 

Ahhh! The patterns,
the way Jupiter talks to Saturn
is not for me to understand for I am just the star at night
I am the one who disappears into the dawn of sunlight
Did I ever exist?
If you cannot see me now, was I worth the kiss?
Why then do you play my chords of desire and loneliness,
and speak of a time when I was absorbed in my unforgetableness?
I see a pattern here,
beyond the sphere of loneliness,
of darkness
Come with me to investigate,
the skies at the breath of dawn that take
my light away ~ into the sun
Be the one.

 

ldn