Many nights have passed
                       in deep slumber,
O’ how I missed my muse
        that came alive in sheer darkness.
Wide eyes of hers-
            black lashes that
slowly unwrapped themselves
              from one another
and became the flicker
       of a distant fire in the woods.
Tonight, I am finally awake-
           to witness how the
crescent moon waits silently
           for her starry poetry
before the world spins again.
          Truly, hours of darkness
made their home
            on her soft skin.

O’ beloved, the way you became the night
        and how the dusk
embraced you
       along the arches of your collarbones-
left this soul gasping for more.

My mind formed many more verses,
      To sing to you-
For I have finally found you-
          Amidst the thousand lost stars.