A beauty in all sorrows (collaboration with JohnFeddeler)

She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches,  
with sad eyes, the slow dance of infinite stars'  Neil Gaimen ( Stardust)  
 
A daughter of night, I bound my soul to yours, to time and distance, spread and sweep, to a lover who's name is whispered in the dark. I sit with the moon as she cradles our sorrow, and when I cry, she sheds the stars. My sadness becomes her, for neither star nor tear is worthy of a wish. I grow restless as the weary owl closes its eyes, alluring is the scent of shadow blooms and spun silver. In sackcloth and ashes I hang Chinese lanterns to light safely the passage of my soldier's return.  
 
His notes are short, he doesn't say much unless he's writing a poem. In his drifting, he looks for a muse in the face of every pretty-eyed stranger. Beyond the late-night drinking & the occasional street girl, he claims to carry my heart close to his, and I am the prisoner of his deepest desire.  
but mine is a separate loneliness.
 
I watch him when he goes, watch him slip into the night with my heart and I see. My skin grows cold while he is away, so I make lovers of music and art because they'll never desert me and bring my only joy. And my soldier too, when he holds me close, on the dance floor or in the trenches; when he loves me, in our bed or in a dream. but I still cry. I cry in the dark.
 
One night, his lantern will guide him through the sultry dark,  
where he'll find me, and I'll be beautiful.