Star
Star
The sight of you makes me dream. The darker the night --the brighter you are. Numbered in millions, sometimes in clusters and at other times isolated, you are like the guiding lights of the eternal cosmos. Twinkling in your own terms, your solid presence is undeniably enchanting. Do you remember the conversations that we had in those lonely, silent dark nights? Solemnly between us??? I trusted you with my stories... I still do. Let us talk tonight. Tell the clouds not to entwine you...No..not today. .

