Stardust Fingertips

A poem that I started working on awhile ago. Now finished.

I survive on moonlit smoke

and softly spoken words of how his

skin feels on mine.

“You are my light”

His whispers are warm and sincere,

like morning coffee or the sun

shining on my face through my

bedroom window as I watch

mockingbirds blown about by sunset winds.

I prayed in tongues to the night

for the forest to bring me a boy with

eyes like the sky over the Bering sea.

Fingertips like stardust that would fill

the craters left by falling comets.

His mouth spoke galaxy’s into

existence inside of me.

– See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11532928-Stardust-Fingertips–by-Addy-Dawn#sthash.zfgN6UfO.dpuf

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