My light

My light
Among the worlds, between the lights
One star I'm calling constantly by name
Not quite because I used to love her brights....
Because another ones not giving me that flame.

And when I feeling down and confused
She is the one who I prefer to listen
Not quite because of glare that she produced...
Because without her MY LIGHT is simply missing.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Light and needed places of peace. Hard places to know. Your poem, short and direct. Made me wish to know more. Thank you Katya for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Nebula]

Very beautiful

simple and sweet

[Ty]

Thought this spoke volumes. Really enjoyed.