chronicle #20 how many stars will fall upon our dreams?
August 8, 2013 § Leave a comment
Last night I fell quietly in love
With a man who belonged to another woman
Quietly, sensitively, musingly
Crystal clear wind was blowing through memories
And I dreamt that tearing dream that dreamt my reality
Ever since, I have been falling quietly in love,
And love has been crumbling down into a billion stars.
How many stars will fall upon our dreams?