The Last of the Starmakers

Purple rain trickled on my window

Twas a mini action movie

In for my eyes.

Staring off in disbelief

At that tip-tap noise

But now my body shakes

As my jacket draws closer

With the zippers you play with

As we lay on the ground

Faces face-up

As we gaze on and out

At the empty sky around us

Lazily, surrounding us;

No more excitement,

No more enjoyment,

As the memories flood,

As you lean in and whisper,

"We are the last of the starmakers."

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A well written poem...The ending was sooo good...:)...............

[Debby Pillitteri]

Thank you thank you thank you!!!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).................