I shout an echo
in the nebulous sky
that shows no end
to it's romance
of mystery-
meteor showers
dash past me,
through the heart
of the moon
and the will of my hands
yearning to catch them.
And while the trail
falls like dust in heaven,
I realize as much as I try
I cannot reach the
shooting stars of my dreams
until I find you
where you are,
even if it's in a distant atmosphere.