Star Gazer

I entered the room

and felt your absence

in the twilight, the eye,
drawn upon the roses
withering petals fallen
on the silver spoon,full-moon1
the cup that touched your lips
know not of destiny.

Remembering is the thorn
of tenderness, same self joy
once felt turned to grief.

A place of color and grace
now tinged with emptiness,
vacant eyes search the sky
for the brilliant star
once held by your gaze
as I held you
in mine…

@ Madeleine

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