I walk over to the place we used to visit, <br />Where laughter filled the rims of each cup, <br />Flowing over with desire and subdued embraces. <br />Blue flowers floating on crimson waves <br />Making its way into the enchanting waters. <br /> <br />I reach for a petal, <br />The beauty of it stands visible, <br />Accepting rays of golden light from the sun, <br />Extending her arms out to sprinkle kisses upon <br />The silver sand below my feet. <br /> <br />Wind from the east brushes me with thoughts of you, <br />And the place where you once sat lit up from a falling star, <br />I hold on to the passion within, <br />And close my eyes to see the light on your face, <br />Only knowing that deep inside me, <br /> <br />You reside.<br /><br />Maria Kamy Abdool<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-falling-star/
