And
If you just looked at me,
Really looked at me,
Your eyes would meet mine,
I would see me in you,
Would feel you in me,
The oceans would still,
The moon would turn its face,
To give us the moment;
And
If you smiled at me,
A half smile with no teeth,
Just a turn of a corner,
Of your lips, dry and soft,
And
When that reached your eyes,
The oceans would move,
The moon would shake,
The night itself would smile,
And
I would smile back;
And
The rest would not matter.
Tag: Star
Sometimes
Sometimes the stars refuse to shine
And sometimes you see
There is no hope in the divine.
Sometimes the night is just a night,
With a pale sunset,
But no resurrecting light.
Sometimes life seems morbidly dark,
The moon robs each dream,
Every inspiring spark.
Sometimes all love does is pine
And though we try hard
We find no mercy in time.
Sometimes sadness bursts anew
And feelings tangle,
And faithless strength holds me to you.
Sometimes my words find no rhymes
So I hold despair and you close
And I go on writing – sometimes.
The Star.
The Sun melts in the Ocean blue
And sparks fly in the Sky,
To make it a red-purple hue,
That turns dark by and by.
The last orange dips in the water,
Which is aflame with red,
And it brings the Day to its slaughter,
As it takes Night to bed.
The Moon rises to rape the Star,
Which has wishes to give;
Dark, purple clouds smog up to mar
The Moon. They seem to drive
The Star out of harm’s reach, but, then,
As Night begins to play,
The Star within the Moon’s lighted den,
Cannot, blissfully, stay.
A dog begins to howl and bark;
Crickets cry and bats fly,
Around and around in the dark;
They know—something must die.
The clouds cover the Moon with fog
And the Star shines alone;
The Wind drowns the howling dog
With its deep baritone.
The Moon appears again to shine;
The Star trembles in fright;
The Moon seems to cry: mine, mine, mine!
And all’s quiet in the Night.
Then, suddenly, the Moon turns dark:
A red, maroon, then – black!
The Earth’s grim shadow puts its mark,
And gives the Moon its back.
Lost in power the Moon lies cold.
The Star lives on – to light
The Earth with a glory untold
And defeats the Moon’s night.
Hearts Still Care 
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