This is a 100 word poem based on what Spock and Kirk were doing after Vulcan was destroyed and they are heading back to Starfleet after taking care of Nero
Disclaimer: I (unfortunately) do not own Star Trek
Endless expanse of diamonds scattered amongst the velvet black
Stretch out through a bruised mind
A solitary figure standing firm and afraid before the vast unknown
Sharp and brilliant blue glitter with the suns
Alone
He shakes his golden halo and slinks away
Pale delicate fingers caress the forever empty air
Chest so hollow broken heartbeats echo
A single lean figure standing uncertain before the vast unknown
Mysterious and beautiful brown gaze unseeingly onwards
Alone
He sighs through rose lips and ghosts away
Both turning away from that one useless star, one lost goal
They know not of each other…
A/N HI! This is my first ever fanfiction, though I do some poetry this is my first one based upon characters so please don't be too harsh! Hope you enjoyed it