There is nothing left in the stars

There is nothing left in the stars
but the gripping thoughts that once poured like a river
from the darkness of your eyes
like a blanket of dreams, caressing my soul

Words fell from your eyes waiting to be spoken
but broke as soon as they touched the ground

But listen...

My tears are on your skin
The red moon is in my mouth
as all my words come to a close
on your lips.