Stargazing

Serene in the verdant meadow

On a resplendent night,

Amidst the rustle of frail trees swaying

And silence’s stealthy sighs.

 

Showers of comets shooting ablaze

And stars sparkling like jewels bright,

I gaze into the glittery constellations

Of your mystique dark eyes.

 

Until ephemeral meets eternal

And mundane becomes a magical sight,

Hold my hand, my love

Until the morning hues arise.

 

(For if you let go, I might die.)