Stars

Courtesy: Pixabay

Courtesy: Pixabay

You questioned
without words,
pleading.

My heart,
languishing
before the fall,
my lips
caressing
a whisper.

Even stars die,
they thrive
as glistening
in my eyes,
falling
to your finger
when I say
goodbye.

©July 2017, September 2020
Christina Anne Hawthorne

About Christina Anne Hawthorne

Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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