Someday you would find your way lost,
The friends you loved the most,
Would leave you alone,
You would be a lost sun,
Who don't know
From where to head the way
To shine in the world,

the time your feelings
are only at your back
    and not in front of you
it may not be so wise
to start another tryst

emotions hanging in mid-air
suspended in a cosmic cold
might gravely chill
whatever the new fire

make your attempted new desire
dire

once you let your poems
fly freely
out into the world
anything can happen to them

and it does