Someone pulled the Stars down last night <br />wrapped up the Moon in bubble-wrap, <br /> <br />Night itself was eclipsed <br />horizon to horizon. <br /> <br />The Silver Stars settled in your eyes; <br />the Moon in your hair; <br />and Night became ours. <br /> <br />That day was expunged from calendars; <br />Orion's Belt snapped; <br />Andromeda strained and parted, <br />pouring down smiles <br />into the fading Dark. <br /> <br />It's You. <br /> <br />That's How Much. <br /> <br />I have put away <br />Similes and Metaphors <br />these bow to <br />The Verisimilitudes. <br /> <br />No more smiles to invent <br />after yours. <br /> <br />All broken hearts mended now. <br /> <br />It's You. <br />That's How Much. <br /> <br />Time too <br />is suspended. <br /> <br /> <br />I have rolled up <br />my Heart-Break Carpet <br />and put it away.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-star-to-come-down/
