Stars
Night is a time for forgetting
When dreams become reality
And reality doesn't matter
It is a time for looking
Not to the past but up at the sky
And the sky is like your mind
Black, because none of your
Past, present, future
Really stand out
And your feelings,
The feel of new rain on your skin,
The darkness' kiss on your aching mouth,
The cool air in your eyes,
Those are the stars in the sky
Little droplets of light
Hanging like a glittering pearl necklace
To be broken by an empty sky
And your memories,
The tingle of your skin as he looked you in the eyes,
The feel of his lips and reality became something you could bear;
Your memories
Are the stars that tear across the forgetful night,
Scattering over the pearls of yellow and white
Like a deep, cleansing, open breath of mother-of-pearl
And suddenly
The night will never be forgotten
Night is a time for forgetting
When dreams become reality
And reality doesn't matter
It is a time for looking
Not to the past but up at the sky
And the sky is like your mind
Black, because none of your
Past, present, future
Really stand out
And your feelings,
The feel of new rain on your skin,
The darkness' kiss on your aching mouth,
The cool air in your eyes,
Those are the stars in the sky
Little droplets of light
Hanging like a glittering pearl necklace
To be broken by an empty sky
And your memories,
The tingle of your skin as he looked you in the eyes,
The feel of his lips and reality became something you could bear;
Your memories
Are the stars that tear across the forgetful night,
Scattering over the pearls of yellow and white
Like a deep, cleansing, open breath of mother-of-pearl
And suddenly
The night will never be forgotten
