Until Then

Moon beams dance on her blood stained lips, rusted brown with the age of time, she waits floating on airs, for her love she waits to hear that he still cares.
She watches in the distance, stares at stars circling the rings of saturn, embracing it's charm, as she waits to find he will again hold her in his arms.
Her hair black as a ravens feathers blows with gravity's pulls,
As she stands on the blanket of stars, awaiting his signal that she has stolen his heart.
Her eyes as blue as the sky in morning illuminated by the moon's rays hold a longing stare in the direction to which he stands.
She waits staring at his constellations waiting for him to draw her image lighting the stars with a brilliant artist's hands.
Her skin white as the clouds on days the sun shines brightest,so fair,shadows cast pictures along her skin,
All she sees is the backside of him until he is ready, she stands frozen,longing,but patiently waiting for him to summon her to do his bidding,
Until the day they two draw images together from their hearts and from their minds with the stars in the sky, until they create a constellation connecting them two.
Until then..she stands...