You are neither accidental
nor a figment of imagination
but rather a tangible star
in this 89th constellation.
The sky we're standing on is a
thoughtfully tangled tapestry
with each of us set at an angle
to achieve a planned geometry.
Though you're made of stardust
you may not see your light reflect
but if you stop defying the dark
the dots will never connect.
There is much chaos, with stars
colliding, exploding, all around
but you can bring back order
that we lost and never found.
We are all counting on you
to help us hold the line
thus, you mustn't fade away
Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine!
Come, quiet now
Feel it in the air
Listen to the whisper
Of the stars on the dark sky
Big stars, small stars, all bright
Shine as they do through the endless night
But the way you light up
Make the whole universe stop and stare
You find peace with the sunrays at day
But at night, when the darkness creeps in
Even the stars are jealous
Of the way you find comfort
A whole new galaxy is forming within you
Seems close, yet unreachable
You are way beyond a beautiful constellation
You are a stardust of the dazzling cosmos
His voice resonates
like an old record player
filling silent rooms with songs.
He could charm bees out of hives
with his silver tongue
melting me into honey.
And those brilliant eyes
dotted with stars
stealing my muddled words away.
I imagine his kisses tasting like warm coffee
on a cold monday morning
stirring my sleepy soul,
But who could tame a fox?