She was Starlight,
Dancing her way across the Cosmos,
Her fingertips, trailing the Milky Way.
She was Life,
Each breath a moment,
Giving in to the momentum,
Of a single unwavering glance.
She was Joy,
The sweet and breathy laughter,
Of a summer’s eve.
The unending, unwavering smile,
Plastered on a sweetened face.
She was Clarity,
Bright eyes and melodious tenor.
The cadence of a name,
Spoken in hushed tones.
“When shall you call again?”
I bequeath the words with honor.