she finds herself surroundedthey are stars, twinkling
in the night
she finds them alluring.
they are breathtaking.
she wonders,
would they be her friends?
are these her kin?
or perhaps,
as she gazed ponderously
at a star that hung,
temptingly
in front of her
perhaps,
they are her life
and she must
approach in order to breathe.
she drifts
as only stars can
through the night
towards the light.
towards the light.
and when she reaches
that bright, plump star
she cannot help
but reach out, to take it in her mouth.
biting down,
she expects the very
essence of night
to flood her.
the star bursts.
and she is surprised
and delighted
for the star
it tastes like summer.