Stars dance in the night sky,
where heavens majesty is a
mute witness to dances eternal.
As my heart upon seeing your
tender face, explodes in joyous
pleasure, the time of your arrival
well past when you had departed
and the song of your
sweet visage being etched
upon my minds eye.
When the fleeting passing of
fragrance has left the
room then will the
imagination soar and dip
until next chanced meeting.
Ever soaring the heart pinned
lover writes waging the oft penned
battle of why and when, struggling
with loves clutch again and again.
Perhaps the day may still approach,
when she grants his hearts request
or better he stares at the stars above
watching them laugh as they dance.