tonight,

      in the starry sky 

      the moon trembles and cries

.

the wind whispers 

      susurrus of longing songs

      and dances ballet pirouettes

.

you were my first love

      the one I still yearn for

      but we had to part

.

I remember

how I felt in your arms

the way you kept me safe

from my painful past

..

sunrises and sunsets

      drowned in our eyes

      yours cinnamon brown

      and mine blue sky

.

tonight I feel our loss

      and I can write 

      melancholic poems 

      about our past

.

tonight

.

.