Starshine

Starshine, so bright, so vivid in my eyes.
From the screen showing lives, bearing no fine line.
There comes a bright light from right beside mine.
It shines forever, dying only when it's my time.
I've forgotten how to bottle it and hold it in my hand.
And I've mistaken its vast star space to be my land.
Control is something it slips through like sand.
And makes my light rebel from my commands.
My light pulse is set to high now and rising.
The starshine's so beautiful, radiantly enticing.
It's opened my eyes to the art of realizing.
My light is a fire and slowly sizing.
But still it only flickers, for the starshine is frightening.
Surprising like lightening, like a million moons falling from the sky.
It raises my alarms and makes it hurt to try.
Like four hundred suns blazing in the air.
Just her single starshine wouldn't fail to compare.
Shining strong and high above my pitiful flickering flame.
It sets everything ablaze around my tawny bronze frame.
To touch it, to touch it would surely burn me off.
But I love it so much I wouldn't mind the loss.

Finally.
My light built up the courage to reach out and touch.
Once out of comfort it flared toward her lust.
The starshine, it was waiting for me patiently.
The guards were down and the phoenix rode free.
From the sun to the stars in that room full of night.
It came back and kissed my shy, small light.

Then it left.

by Verasailles
posted on 07/03/2008