Let me now
rearrange the stars
forming fresh new constellations
with whispered
promises
and kisses softly blown
upon the solar
winds
taking debris of long dead worlds
and making fresh of them
this thirteenth sign

the heart

that beats in rhythmic pulse
with every breath
you take

let it guide yours always back to mine

let it's heavenly body
reflect thine own

and when other lovers gaze upon it's beauty

let them too feel as happy

as I do now.