Staring at the stars,
Staring at the light that's from the past.
Breathing in the air,
Breathing in the oxygen, the plants' flair.

I can see you now, I can sense your aura.
You will make me bow, kneel down on the flora.

Your eyes glittering like dew drops,
The moon no where to be seen,
Your presence illuminating the scene,
As an owl descends while a frog hops.