stardust ☆★

the stars in the sky don’t wait for me; this innocence

curls around caramel arms like vines and curses to

forever stretch stretch stretch into hues of cerulean and

lilac, desperate to brush celestial constellations with

fingertips tingling of anxiety and stolen hope, only to have

its stardust seep through fingers like molten gold and

broken dreams / the stars in the sky don’t let me quit; this

innocence finds them next in midnight eyes, laced with

mascara from the inky skies, with stars that shimmer

like galaxies through the shadows curling around

in a cold embrace, and for once, the stardust seeping

through fingers comfort the caramel / the stars in

the sky like to taunt me; this innocence doesn’t know that

all stars soon burn out, and caramel curls around burnt oak,

desperate for midnight to appear just once, fingertips

tingling with hope of one small speck of stardust, but /

the stars in the sky don’t answer my prayers;