"Did our muse find a new path to fly,
Did time come and go,
without leaving us a proper goodbye..?"
I certainly did not look to write a letter..
But knowing myself, and then knowing you,
I knew neither would be special enough for an Alpha...
Borne out of those last ones of yours..
Words from a heart your own,
Words to bid you come back home...
Can her petals, ever be hard..
Can poetry, with such refreshing candour..
Ever go.. ever fade.. never last...?
Cause ours is immortal,
This star, it doesn't die...
Written for @theinkwell's poetry challenge.
Dedicated to @calluna..
Words from a heart your own,
Words to bid you come back home...