hold me just for a moment

before i set off flying above

the city and across the ocean

remind me of the things i regret

all the words lost in time and

the stars, oh the stars!

(floating among them is different

than dreams and poems

capturing their beauty)

makes me recall the touch of

your hands on my face while

i pointed out the big dipper on a

silent night next to the water

hold me again and whisper sweet hope

that though i fly and lose all

i once felt, i once knew

innocence and now i must

mourn my worldliness