Each word you say is a new stroke
On the seemingly empty canvas
Of my life.
Each day, a new shade of the sunny yellow,
The way you brighten it up.
Each night, a new star in the sky,
Which sinks into my heart;
Melted by your love.
In a loving embrace,
My heart danced to the beat of yours.
Each step you take,
Is like rain upon this world so dry.
The rain fell for summer, it was a cool afternoon.
Beyond the clouds, were the sun and the moon
And beneath the trees, just me and you.
Your eyes shining like stars
That fell for your beauty, from heaven.
Thick inlaid in each is our destiny,
Oh so ill-fated,
Or not.
Oh for you,
I could re-write the stars.
The lilies blossom to your loving kiss.
You draw your breath like a soft tongued sword
And blow away all my worries.
The empty chambers of my heart;
Filled by your love.
The empty chambers of my mind—
Filled by the echoes of your sweet voice.
My dreams have been lost—
Hiding in embarrassment;
Always pale in front of the real you.
And now, I'm sitting before you, pale with gloom
For the lily that didn't bloom.
Maybe...
I re-wrote the stars
On a cloudy night...
