FALLING STAR
her music beckons me,
urges me to sing along
she speaks in waves,
hot thoughts, like lava,
bubbling to the surface
she’s my motivation,
the metaphor in my poems
she’s my main idea,
my well-developed thesis
used to climb and climb
until she reached her peak
then tumble dizzy down
my loaded rocket
soaring through her liquid skies
but like a one-way boomerang,
she won’t come back
no, she will not come for me
she’s my focus,
the theme in my symphony
she’s a falling star
I failed to catch
This has happened to me a couple of times. Luckily though I found Jean. Perserverance is difficult. Just as everything that is worth anything is also difficult. There have been many times that I wanted to give up but I am too Goddamned stubborn. Persevere.
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