Member Rara Avis
A Star I've Yet To Hold
Can you fathom how one misses,
-a star they've yet to hold?
Feel their touch, but not their kisses,
-speak of dreams you've yet to mold?
A thousand million miles away,
-yet they're right before your eyes?
Your tomorrow is their today,
-yet your hearts still synchronize?
Feel the aching beat of your heart,
-contradict the peaceful calm?
Dreaded silence, where you impart,
-a joke to soothe and balm?
In a world so cruel and careless,
-when you find your soul of gold:
You'll understand just how I miss,
-my star that I've yet to hold.