Falling Stars

The day our eyes meet,
Empires will tremble
And kings will fumble.
I hope that then, you will see through me.
See the pains and broken pieces that lie along my crooked past.

The day our eyes meet
Galaxies will shake
And our milky way will break
Then you will know that I,
I fell for you that fateful morning.
The morning that re-woke all this pain.

So now come to think of it!
Maybe our eyes already met.
Maybe our orbits already crossed.
And maybe we stood in the way of our own "fate".
And most likely, you just never looked beyond me.
Beyond this wounded nature of mine.
Beyond my many Imperfections, into this heart of mine.

And so night after night,
I pray our eyes meet again.
Only this time, our hearts too.
Our tongues in sync,
Hairs of our skin erect in nights cold.
So that we may empty the skies
With our falling stars.
And fall in love.

SOLOMON

So I wrote this poem a couple of days after A Thousand Light Years. I didnt find it post worthy so I put it on hold. But today, I just felt like maybe I should put the raw work out there. It is still open to improvements though. I just hope you liked it and that it did speak to you. Be sure to leave your email address behind for notifications in case of new content. Thanks for checking in.