soap&diamonds

By Soap

Amidst a starry sky I sit below

millions of creatures delve underneath

As I lay atop the lullaby of waves

I sigh— of remorse, not of relief

From sky to sea I cherish the past

Of spreading wings, of soaring high

I look down; the inky waters wipe

any mentions of our saying goodbye

I thought melancholy heavy at first

I was wrong; it floats like freezing ice

and contaminates as coldness surrounds

A virus, with symptoms: removes might

I would trade the stars for you to revive,

With the skies dark, you would be alive and 

thriving, next to me, a tight hand in hand,

skipping along the shore, walking on land.

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Author’s Note: I wrote this a while ago :p this was one of my first ever real attempts at a poem