Goodbye
to you,
my unexplained friend.
My foreign beauty decorated under
cherry lights shinning brighter
than the sun you’ll pass. Wave
to our friends we fought and drank
with on the stars. We opened the
doors to a future
that couldn’t exist without
your promise of safety.
You set sail on your second
journey through the Milky Way
and maybe not tomorrow
but I’ll be your second hand- one day.
Saint's Muse 