Hue Of Stars
The letters you sent me
Seems like a chunk of dust.
Would fire mind turning it to ashes?
Autumn left me amazed
By your arrival whilst spring
Perplexed me by your departure! !
Patterns of your heartbeats once
Bonded to the lyrics of my love.
So dewy petrichor still attempts to put
Schmaltz vibes to feel aliveness.
Tempting bitter memories arose
To touch the sky and shine aimlessly,
Which loose pain and again
Fell into my veins and hues of life.