PERSON Poem: The Dancers, by Szymon Kolendo

Stars shine like eyes,
Specks of cosmic dust
Ever present in the
Blackest, darkest night.
Visage that lights up the heart,
Mirage of days future past.

Eyes that pierce the soul,
Rekindle the flame
Forgotten so long ago.
Oasis, amongst a desert of ice.
Eyes, aurorean beams
Which fill the northern sky.

I asked her for a dance,
Under the naked ceiling
Of the universe so vast.
May stars of Perseus witness,
As entangled dancers, we fall
To rise and shine again.

And while we dance,
Please hold my hand…
And while we fall,
Please don’t take long…

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