kiss the stars that bring hope
the ground is so cold beneath my body heat:
the warmth of the life that i thought i had.
but the warmth is fading into the sidewalk
and with my head against the concrete
there's no way to go any farther down.
the only way to go is up.
so i will chase the stars, tonight.
the stars are the hope, faith-breathing gifts
from the only one who provides peace.
and their kiss revives me.
beneath the nighttime gifts of light,
rock bottom is more alluring than ever before.
(anything more than nothing is an advancement.)
i guess kisses bring hope in different ways.