Stargazer

I wished to lie

stark naked to the cold

December air

sending chills to the bone.

I’d like a blanket

of stars

and glitters

where my constellation

of thoughts

form no path.

You are not

there when I needed you.

Stargazer,

the hermit I seek

count not the dots

amidst millions.

Trace not the path

- my thoughts, my fears

I do not dare believe

prophesies of

destinies and fate.

You became that dream

                I created out of need.

Daydream,

is what I do.

With the light of day

and twilight as its trail.

I bring forth

the imaginarium of thoughts.

Encased

in a fish bowl

underneath the blanket of moon.// 010315