We used to chase hope
under an empire of lights,
the silver flicker of falling stars
illuminating the night,

but all the stars have fallen
and each wish has been made

Our minds are lost,
and our souls have strayed
And, there is no mercy
in this moonless sky,
our hearts floundering
as time passes by,
an insane loop of darker days
where logic fails
and passion wanes,
and our racing pulse
is the only sound,

yours in time with mine
as we watch it all
come tumbling down

Breath of Words© 4/4/17

photo by Katia Chausheva