Show me your star, the one you look for
When the clouds have parted but for a moment
In which direction do you look
Is it to the west
Should I stand before the setting sun
Does your star dance on the velvet lights to the north
The darkness is familiar enough to me to wait for you there
The southern seas off the coasts of Latin
I could write you poetry in the sand
For now though my beautiful one
Look to the east
Where I can tell the sun where to find you