365 Days of Poetry (Part Three)

Day 109: Slipping Away.

When even the stars themselves, collapsed...

You followed, they lead you straight to my door.

Though chilled, my soul soon warmed to you.

Your presence, a flame burning through me.

You always did remind me of a super-nova.

So bright and beautiful, an explosion of stars.

We exchanged sweet words, between sand grains.

They merely slipped through my helpless hands.

Just like falling matter, from a meteor shower.