The night we watched the stars falling.

Photo by Roman Gruchow on Pexels.com In another woman's hands. Yesterday, I watched the stars.  Felt the purity of childhood once again, Felt as virtue of mature men. Glad to see your eyes in the sky, Missed your face, it’s been a while. Strange feeling, deep as roots, As the falling star, in sky fire … Continue reading The night we watched the stars falling.