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I reach out to the falling stars;
Gaze upon to shape your face.
Bestow a moment – truly ours

Though learned to cope over the years;
Memories are all I’ve left to cherish.
I reach out to the falling stars.

These eyes are dim with burning tears;
The life we live is harsh and long.
Bestow a moment – truly ours

The soul is inked with fervent scars;
Blossoms do fall from trees afar
I reach out to the falling stars.

Though the emotion overpowers;
Oh! let me feel what I have lost
Bestow a moment – truly ours

She whispered softly from ear to ear;
Live untroubled from woes and fears.
I reach out to the falling stars;
Bestow a moment – truly ours

 

 

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Form: Villanelle

(Written in loving memory of my cousin Hera.)

Posted for Poetics @ dVerse Poets Pub

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