Bury the embers of our once bright flame,
Stomp the dirt so they may never burn again,
Pray for rain so they may never rekindle,
The death our love,
Made to sound so simple,
Forget to mention the warmth that flame provided,
Why choose to remember only how it divided,
We once burnt bright as any star in the sky,
Only to discover, the brightest stars start to die,
So make a wish for every star that you see, for we don’t know who’s love each star may be.
She danced among the planets, her head twirled within the stars, the universe her playground, her hair a shade of Mars,
Saturn’s rings do grace her fingers, Queen of the final frontier, too pure a soul to grace this world, you could never just stay here,
Untamed celestial beauty, drifting further out of orbit, her body knew of gravity, her soul chose to ignore it,
May we one-day meet again, so we can spread our angelic feathers, for now my love I’ll wait my turn to drift among the Heavens.
Pandora Poems 