Astral gazing under the dim moonlight
Mesmerized by all her wonders and bountiful lights,
In the star shine I see a beautiful Queen,
I prayed for a seed and met an angel
Clothed in celestial wings and pure divinity
Anchored to the lunar floor by my love.
Knowing her flight may not bring her back, she’d take my heart in her ascent.
Too live without a heart?
Or to keep her from heaven?