Saving Stars

The day is longing for the Moon, the Moon is longing for the day.

Even the time-saving pastor can’t have them sent back to their Sunday school.

They kiss until one of them fades dead in the white embraces of Mother Spring.

A star, then two, and a whole illuminating way, are born. They shine above till dawn.

Because their parents live in the eternal cycle of the orbiting skies.

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. Sadah says:

    This is wonderful.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Elitsa says:

      Thank you so much!

      Like

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