Halls of the Dark Muse

Final Contact

You are like a star
as you shine through me
illuminating my soul
my guide through darkness
and you quiver
in your brightness
awe-inspired beauty
a gift from the Gods

But alas as a star
hovering just beyond
the grasp of my fingertips
I carry you inside me
wherever I go
your face burned into my memory
yet my fingers
cannot caress your outer edges
forever your fire lights within me
but I await
final contact!