Surreal

Constellation Romance

Surreal
to say the least
and the shooting stars surpass it all
Visions escape from behind my eyelids
Shiver over a frozen-dew field and pitch black night:
like a slate to etch my memories on, each
pinprick smiles with a twinkle in the corners.
And every shadow on that night sky’s face
is only a moment the moon wasn’t looking
and we sank deeper into the heaven of crisp unrealness
With eyes open or closed, the world is the same
with him at my side
wake to reality
but the dream never breaks
free-floating romance in a sky of constellations.