The starlight fell into your eyes
and became a series of blinks
as teardrops seeped out
from beneath your eyelids
As the clock's hands reached
for the number twelve,
I reached
for your hand
to remind you
that warmth comes from blood
and blood comes
from being brave.
I wore my Cinderella ball gown
but kicked off my glass slippers for a night
to remember
that sometimes you need saving, too.