Looking Up Poem by Susan Lacovara

The come again, the Persiads...
Showering their sparks into my solace
My solitude
Breaking through the barrier of night sky
Streaking towards my open hands
To hold again, you, and then
In delightful disposition
My declaration of what is most beautiful
Their starry light
And the light of your green eyes
Both hold me captive...

They come 'round as summer draws her last breath
You left me breathlessly begging for your return
If by chance you should see the falling stars
Far from my field, up on your hill
Stop and study them...
For they are ours, in that fleeting moment
That atmospheric alignment
Of two hearts stranded from each other
And make the wish that I shall speak
That time is only time, ill sent
If we are still to be parted