Paper Stars

Neon lanterns stitch the dark, Footsteps keep a quiet spark, Pocket maps and paper folds, Something opens, hush and gold. Lean with me where edges thin, Listen how the night gives in. Paper stars, paper stars — we fold the dark to light, Paper stars, paper stars — keep burning through the night, Hands like lanterns trace the road, We uncoil the seams of home. Glass echoes with a distant laugh, Every corner keeps a half, Of the secret names we find, Trailing threads we leave behind. Step by step the sky unseams, Soft as breath, bright as dreams. Paper stars, paper stars — we fold the dark to light, Paper stars, paper stars — they tremble, then ignite, Hold the lantern to the road, Turn the little sparks to gold.