Starry Night

 
Raging fire burns to ash,
as my heart begs for how  
long this will last.
how much longer do I have to fear
until my heart finaly chooses to tare.
 
Your voice is like a symphony of passion to mind;
The symphony of cellos in unision that cracks the veil of time.
And cause all the dust to scatter throghout time and space-
Searching for the beauty that lies upon your face.
 
The sound of drums accross a river stream;
The golden colour of dust, that causes me to dream.  
Dream that I am falling, when I am really flying;
Dream that I am living, when I am actually dying.
 
My love for you is as endless as the sun, and possibly, brighter than the moon.
As endless as the days to come and the dark nights that fall so soon.
With the sound of drums-of a billion bleeding hearts-.
A billion hearts that scatter in endless shards of glass;
Caused by a love, incarcerated by deciet, that was believed to last.
 
Your hands are softer than the velvety flesh of flowers-
Your hands,that I dream would caress my skin for endless hours.
Wrapping my arms around your beautiful torso-
Imagining that we will never let go of eachother.
And Imagine, I will. For you are the Starry Night
That illuminates my happiness, and vanquishes my fright.