Stars

the moon bled

gold last

night

and it spilled

into the still

ocean.

the constellations moved

into pretty pictures

but fate

stayed locked

in the black sky.

your hand was close

and out of reach

breath on my face

breathing no air.

the waves roared

in silence

and the rocks

cried

because they made me

slip.

there is so much to say

but no words

to say it with.

so much to ask

but no defiance

to carry

the question.

fear holds my throat

hostage

and i look at your eyes

but not into them.

i know you cannot

be mine

but that doesn’t stop me

from cursing

the stars.