Apollo

 

By Connie James 

Apollo, 

you're killing me. 

When the stars appear in the skies 

Blinking like fairy light in the distance 

And the Moon in her element playing games. 

Her gravity pulling at the very core of me 

Resist cannot your roots so deeply embedded 

Within me...

And I in my melancholy, try reaching to thee. 

When my hearts fragmenting...

How can one move beyond loving 

When the stars are telling me 

I must love not thee!...

And like the rain falling constantly could not stop, me. 

And my tears flow like a turbulent river. 

Rushing down to the sea!

Confounded I'll be if I know. 

When I'll look into your eyes and see love, not lies. 

Help I cannot, loving, thee!