The Pattern Poem by Ben Partenay

there was meaning once
in the way
the stars were scattered
helter skelter
and you
would try and trace
patterns
the meaning was
hidden
in cryptic breaths
of air
a hand brush
hair on eyelashes
blink
they said 'where
will you find love
it isn't
up there
and i never
did find it
in the stars
a quick brush
eyelash
on cold cheek
love fell softly
into a dark ocean