--Trust

a star dancing
in your
laughing, lovely sky-eyes--

always out of reach,
not flying, but
falling
in style--

and never,
never,
never to be caught;
always a feather-heavy
wistful sigh away--

but the sky can't limit
us breath-bating dreamers;

and so
every
frozen fingertip thread-through
is just another grasp
at that alluring, unreachable
star...

~