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.:building up:. | .:broken down:. | .:the choice:. | .:cyclic love:. | .:end game:. | .:era:. | .:I am:. | .:leash:. | .:lost in love:. | .:oblivious:. | .:pendulum:. | .:perfection lost:. | .:porcelain girl:. | .:reality found:. | .:serenity gained:. | .:shattered:. | .:speechless:. | .:the edge:. | .:wearing thin:.
.:perfection lost:.
Standing underneath a twilight sky
One thought reigns, I must try
Holding my hand out to the stars
Sliding my arm through these prison bars
Eyes twinkle in the starlight
A hand reaching through the night
Glittering pin-points of light above
Tired of dim, unrequitted love
Searching for a star, one to be my own
A voice reaches me, a sweet, enchanting tone
My vision does not falter, my hand does not tremble
Starlights float above my palm, and start to assemble
For an instant that light permeates my being
Joy creeps over me, eyes close and I stop seeing
In an instant it's over, as quickly as it began
For an unseen force stole love from my hand
Now I stand, locked a vigilant pose
Eyes to the heavens, standing on my toes
Arm through the bars, my hand towards the sky
One thought remains, I must try....
Copyright 2001 John Berger.