Carry Me Away

Short poem

lying in the cool grass
whispering softly to the stars
sweet serenades of hope
for years ahead to be filled
with the brightness of a smile
the shine of a future
reflecting back at me
but to be lost at sea
in time
would be blissfully serene
endlessly floating in an ocean of your words
carry me out to an island of perennials
your hands like soft leaves
grazing my skin like silk wrapping me in
a film of ecstasy
but to be called by a name you give
that is the day
I shall collapse into
a million tiny fragments of stars,
waiting to be collected
and fit into the spaces of your heart