Falling Away with Dead Stars

night
lay beside
me

in glorious
form

moonlight
on my tongue

i wish she
could hear
when i’m
not
there

my mind
burnt
onto the
sky

grief
falling away
with dead stars

screaming

night
a fickle
muse
i love her
still

yet
she never knew
and i
never was
her one
and only

©J.D.C.IV 2019

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