"Here come the Stars"

For all of those nights you wished there had been more stars in their eyes.

I sang to you my soul of soaring fire.

Lyrics to etch the brightness of your smile.

Holding simple secrets through years,

 of keeping keys to memories we made.

I would have been the sky if you were the stars.

Rearrange the constellations so their reflection,

gleamed with every light I see in your eyes.

I am brighter when I am with you.

I sang songs with lyrics that swelled with your heart,

when you crossed my mind.

So I never slept,

and every night was filled with laughter.

I still don't sleep.

I had picked up the pieces,

not all of them found.

There was an emptiness where you once were.

Gave you a strong smile as I forgot the chords to my next verse.

Sang the chorus softly this time.

Let the echoes die out across sun bleached tides.

I used to love the sunset.

It's a sad scarlet now,

and I am still just as bright when I'm with you.

When I stand beneath the horizon,

you don't see what I see.

You imagine dusty words on tattered books,

torn pages,

and unmarked spines supporting mocking stories.

I would make your insecurities starve.

Soothe love back into your skin,

and make your lungs breath with hope.

You would whisper,

"Slowly."

As if love had a limit.

Ran on a time schedule,

like the hollow trilogies hidden beneath the arches of your soul.

I could always hear it in your smile,

the shudders of your past that slept just beneath the canvas of your heart.

I am completely and terribly sorry.

For every time you were not loved.

Every moment you bleed against the parchment

and wither into more pieces.

For every blossoming, 

cloudless evening,

and the stars were missing.

Even now,

I am sorry if you feel alone at night.

I wish I was there to fall in love with the color of your eyes again.

To get drunk off the rise and fall of our heartbeats, 

until I was yours.

I would fall asleep against the wall of your soul,

and find warmth in the embrace of your heart.

We would love the sunset.

You gripped my hand as it vanished beneath the horizon.

I could hear the pain in the pattern of your breath.

I turned and saw fear slide down your cheek

and splash between us like a warning.

"Here comes the moon." 

It was the second time you had answered my silence.

This time I would -

I will - answer back,

"Here come the stars."

And I would be brighter with you,

always.

Reviews

[Peach]

I liked the ups and and downs in this poem. I felt a little happy when I read this. it was quite marvelous

[Andrew Rayne]

Thank you ever so much. I'm glad you enjoyed it. :)

[Alejandra Marie]

....I loved this! My heart broke and swelled at the same time. How that is even possible, I don't know. But you managed to do that with this piece of writing. And I related to this so much on such a deep level. I've been the one who bled against the parchment but also the one to soothe love back into their skin. Your imagery is breathtaking especially the

"You imagine dusty words on tattered books,

torn pages,

and unmarked spines supporting mocking stories" part.

You definitely have a way with words, my friend. But overall, I felt a sense of longing. As a reader, I felt sympathy for the narrator but also joy for the experience of such a love. However, I also felt like I wanted to be the one this poem was dedicated to because it's every girls dream to have a guy feel so emotionally strong about her, make her feel like she's not alone.. It made me feel. I love it so much. And I'm really looking forward to reading more. :)

[Andrew Rayne]

Thank you so much. :)
I loved this review, and everything about it. Thankfully, it was dedicated to no one in particular. I only see what happens in our world today and understand that, as it did with you, mere words can help ease the harshest of realities.

Please read more! I know you'll love it, and of course, if anyone else needs a little uplifting haha. Have a wonderful day.

[Alejandra Marie]

You are very welcome. It was a well deserved review. And I agree, words have such power to them when allowed, it's beautiful.