she lies on the roof
clothed only in a thin, soft, robe
made of the finest silk
colored baby blue
the ends flutter smoothly
in the slight breeze
like wisps of grey-blue smoke
from a European cigarette
she's gazing at the stars
choosing the exact one
she wants to float to
the brightest one, of course
the one filled with the most hope
she closes her eyes
and dreams of him
waiting for her, at the edge of her star
with arms extended
beckoning
she can see his heart beating furiously
in his chest
he calls to her
with eyes filled with desire
she twists slowly in the night sky
the silks of her robe
flowing softly behind her
loose on her arms
until it falls away breezily
she dances towards him in her nakedness
laughing
and reaching out
their fingers barely touching
she looks up and see's the look of panic
in his eyes
and she cries
NO!
as her dream breaks up in an explosion
of silver and black
and she is alone
again
on the roof
... without her robe
and in her hand
a small silver star.
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 8:15 PM UTC
she lies on the roof
clothed only in a thin, soft, robe
made of the finest silk
colored baby blue
the ends flutter smoothly
in the slight breeze
like wisps of grey-blue smoke
from a European cigarette
she's gazing at the stars
choosing the exact one
she wants to float to
the brightest one, of course
the one filled with the most hope
she closes her eyes
and dreams of him
waiting for her, at the edge of her star
with arms extended
beckoning
she can see his heart beating furiously
in his chest
he calls to her
with eyes filled with desire
she twists slowly in the night sky
the silks of her robe
flowing softly behind her
loose on her arms
until it falls away breezily
she dances towards him in her nakedness
laughing
and reaching out
their fingers barely touching
she looks up and see's the look of panic
in his eyes
and she cries
NO!
as her dream breaks up in an explosion
of silver and black
and she is alone
again
on the roof
... without her robe
and in her hand
a small silver star.
