Shower Us With Starlight

This week, we invite you to write a post — in verse or in prose — inspired by poetry.

Wait, wait for me to grab your hand

To pull you towards the sun

Wait for what tomorrow might bring

And be all that it can be

Wait for the sky to open out

Above our tear stained eyes

Wait for the sun to paint itself across the sky

And shower  us with starlight

Wait for us to be swallowed whole

And fall into oblivion