Ursa….

I see you among stars sometimes,
As they knock on my window at night,
A sweet memory that strangulates me,
Your face builds up in my head,
And I feel as if you were here,
When the warmth of your skin,
And the slow breaths you took,
Everytime I touched your head,
How can one forget,
The movements and the fragrance of your touch,
I keep some stars spun in my knitting yarn,
For I like to keep them with me,
They warm me in the coldest of nights,
And bring a smile to my wretched face,
As I see the Ursa in the constellation,
I see your happy face…..