The stars above speak to me in many tongues and many ways.
I wish to know what these gods express, but what they speak I cannot say.

For alas it is only that I sense the magic that engulfs my soul,
from lengths undefined with this divine
entity that I do behold.

Their textures tease with mystic vibes,
only to know what I cannot describe.

Knowing I will never reach, never touch, never hold, never kiss.
Never…. Never.

This communal love is endless and I shall never give knee to ground,
my reach extends while they transcend,
the truth while lost but someday found.

Many moons have passed while yet I set my gaze aloft,
in faith I know not of while my hope inside be doffed.

In hopes for the unknown.
Unknown; what do I know?
The fire burning I must show,
for maybe I was all alone.

Is this right that by the nights I dream to dream a dream hath lost?
But was it waste now that that I face the dream to what that dream hath cost?

Nay….Nay.
Or perhaps I have been left astray.

My head fatigued, my eyes so weary,
my senses fade into the dreary.
This vessel is aged no longer gauged
for this world I part sincerely.

My stare now lowers to a shudder and view what be imaginary,
my reason blown, my brain has snapped, to view the scene that’s quite contrary.

Be you a star before my eyes in space no longer improvised?
I wish one kiss then be dismissed
unto unfaithfulness demise.

The radiance embraced my depth unto a fathom and time that seem prolonged,
and when I woke the truth was known that I had been shining all along.