A quartet of short poems
Let’s dance to the song
the stars are singing,
while the radio murmurs in blue and red,
swaying with eternal lights.
I saw you on the outskirts of time,
Palely loitering among the lilies.
I called your name but you were gone
Leaving a bright trail of stardust
The echo of your passing.
Still singing in the shadows,
night becomes day,
a starburst of light.
Beneath the roses I shall wait,
Until the petals fall and the last sun sets.
I will catch the tail of a passing star,
And join you in the firmament.