Inamorata

Pining to be in a gaze
between the moon
and those green eyes
I've tipped the cup
of past memories
and beliefs in souls
colliding supernovas
Floating around in
space like I once
new, believed
and forever
believed, when
I swore I had
wings to soar
into this happy
future with
Sick with love
I am always
Inamorata