***cold Stars*** Poem by Jaide Iris Lanzing

Fallen stars turn cool, and a dark blue
Soft voices calling ring light and echo into the places that you've abandoned
you have left what once was thriving
the sounds of your footsteps disappear and no one is there.

But all calms down, is silent and quiet
the gentle rain falls-the memories-the droplets that fall on my face and mingle with the tears from the reflections of sorrow in my eyes

My life and my vitality, half of my soul has died with your own death
My heart bleeds as you bled that night you threw our love away
You haunt me, reminding me and calling me to you
how I long to be with you
How soon?

All is silent, utterly silent, I turn to look at the figure standing in the rain, beckoning
the rain washes away the blood of mine, falling on the still body

I had left to join you, take my hand and I leave
I don't look back, but I look into the pain in your eyes,
love shining through and the pain ends,
my soul is whole again.

Soft voices whispered disappear in the wind

no one is there.