STARRY STARRY NIGHT
She switched off the moon.
Plucked out the stars.
A little dog barked
as her scream scrawled:
“This time life has gone...too far.”
She took an overdose of sleeping tablets
in her big bright red car.
The day withers
that was once in bloom.
in an empty room.
The moon wept.
The stars cried.
Life was for living... Life lied.
In our fall we were wild and wise
And reason was worn to our childish eyes
But that season has quickly come to pass
And a bitter wind now shakes the grass.
I have a blanket to wrap you in
Let the sun sleep, and the world not spin
Place your heart now on my pillow
Wrapped in the roots of this weathered willow
Wonder up into its rustling leaves
And rest your head on times simpler than these.
As I gaze up out my window at the starry sky,
I think of you and fight back the tears and the urge to cry.
So I close my eyes and let the wind blow on my face,
and let my imagination take me away.. away to a better place.
A place where you are there and I am in your arms,
Where you my Prince Charming will protect me from any harm.
I smile because at that moment all my pain goes away,
even though it will soon be over as my night turns into day.
I realize and will always know that my true happiness is where you are,
but no matter how hard I try to reach you.. you are just too far.
So tonight.... tonight..... at this moment.. at this time,
we are together.. together in this imagination of mine.
So yes I smile as I stare up at the starry sky,
because I know as long as you are in my heart I can never say goodbye.
So instead... instead.. I say goodnite...
I used to think brown eyes were prosaic.
That was before I saw your mind shine through your eyes,
lighting the room with a glimmering mosaic -
amber light filled with passion, beauty beyond recognition.
I looked into your eyes expecting to find normalcy
and instead, I found myself embraced by your starry night soul,
my sense of self ceased to exist - it was just you and me in perfect harmony,
an entire universe blanketed in ebony.
It should have come as no surprise
that there is such beauty in simplicity,
but brown eyes are just brown eyes
until the person behind them is what you see.