We are all made of stars,
And some are yet to be seen,
although they may shine the brightest in the sky.
Will they find me amidst the glow of Ursa Major?
Or will my light be seen by no one,
except the soft solemn universe,
in a quiet appreciation of every atom,
as they orbit each other through the eons,
with this, my heart is content.

O my love
Look into my eyes; what do you see?
I see only us in our eyes
There is no boundary to keep us constrained
We are eternally free
We are free birds and we serve only the heavens
As I listen to you and you listen to my beats
Our voices echo across the oceans
For eons to come, such passion will be remembered
So is our love, my sweetheart

This love
You have seen within yourself
You have felt its power
You have dreamed of the future
You have written secret songs
and
Prayers