(To poo, wrote it long back.)
I looked up at the night sky.
I saw the stars.
I saw your smile.
I saw the moon.
I remembered your eyes.
I looked around the silent night.
Alone but with you.
Asleep but awake in you.
I never want to let go of this magic.
I'm holding this ball of fire.
Carressing it between my palms
Gently touching it and feeling its warmth.
Its glowing next to my cheek.
I'm hugging it.
This dynamic living breathing thing, so beautiful;
oblivious to everything tangible or intangible.
I throw it up.
It shatters the dark sky into golden stars.
Spreading above me.
I laugh as I stretch my hands out.
Gold dust around me,
feeling the essence of my creation.
How long will they light my sky?
Only time will tell, my love.