Broken

Traveler. I wait.

In time

In space

Through life

Past deaths.

Under star spangled

skies

Inward galactic

lights

On interstellar

plights

In constellations

My confessions

Nebulous pauses

between lines,

You are.

Are you...?

In form

Of void ?

Once in a million

lives

In deep forgetting

nights

You seem to be

beside

Half delirium,

Half in dream,

Your fingers touch my head

To sort me,

but then

Maybe I need me broken.

Traveler. I wait.

In love

In pain.