Melting the stars

It’s been a year:I’ve picked the scabs on long gone soresdanced night’s demented lightburnt aching skin on sun drenched shorelost my heart just once ,but once was once too muchand yet again you’re knocking barefoot at my doorasking to be let in .I’ve not much time to wastebefore hot fever fades to coldand another solid slab cements this fluttering breath,I’ve too much left to say to take on board your calland although your cave’s secluded , safe, and offers allit only lights the way to dusty death .It’s been a yearsince wedding rings were left to fallwe’ve a hundred night’s of tears beneath our beltsif you had only once returned my animal warmthwe’d have never wrapped our heads around this mess ,There is no blameno treachery or hate involvedwe both untied the stars and watched them meltand now we wave from windows matched on separate streetsreplete with shared belongings we both picked .I’ve tried to liftthis sadness like a crying childcomfort where it’s needed seal the breach,there’s no one else that walks this earth that steps like youyet there’s nothing I can do to catch the ball we’ve thrownand life’s a glowing meteor within my reach