star light shining
overhead brightly,
showing you that
there is beauty
all around.
rose petals go
round and round
the moon.
practically playing
on a merry-go-round.
to you it's a
spell, a curse,
upon anyone
who does not see
that there is love
looking for them
somewhere out there.
little pixies play
with unused hearts.
then giving them away
to unborn children.
so that one day
they can see the
pixie dance and the
petals in the nights' sky.