doce. trails of forgotten stars
sometimes i try to find you in the
universe,
seek the depth of your eyes in
murky oceans and map out the hard
lines of your body between
trails of forgotten stars,
the poet in me itching to
express myself the only way i know—
in metaphors.
but sometimes there aren't any
sweet songs
i can liken your voice to,
and no fabled love that outshines the sanctuary of your smile,
and i'm left wondering
why i must always refer to you
in metaphors
when none of them will ever
express the flickering aurora of love
that sets me on fire.
d.y.
—
note;
not my favourite but it's close to my heart
