A Poem A Day, Poem #36

you are a sputtering, a stuttering starlight
that floats from a dissolve in my heart,
holding tight to a scurry of sleepy feet forgetting,
hiding in the empty holes of a dream scattering
to catch a flurry of lights from this moon,
this girl smiling,
you, shining tiny spatters from shadows
for one more shush,

and your hair is exactly the way
i remember it(feels like a time,
smells like a place), weightless
in my hands, effortlessly descending
into breathing