Youths chasing starlight dusts,
echoes of eternity;
Across the universe and
Andromeda
7 million light years away.
He sees hope in the middle,
of a swirling black hole.
She sees only the depths,
of his stone cold heart.
Freezing;
Like dry ice tumbling.
In and over the top,
of my head.
Dreams falling from the sky;
and onto laps
like warm bread,
ready for a spread of butter.
Twiddling thumbs..
and shaking heads.
Ready for everything,
and nothing at all.
