the pitch black color covered the night sky,
stars carefully placed by the gods up high
staring at the different asterisms with an awe
her heart–smiling, fluttering causing her to be braw
she searched for the orions's belt with anticipation
as she found them; eyes are glittering with satisfaction
memories flashed through her little mind,
remembering every fiber of details from that time
she struggled to baffler her tears astray
the heavy feeling of missing an entity–she was blown away
orbs gaze at the stars and wander for a little more moment
mesmerized by its beauty like a cliché and romantic sonnet.
