Monday, November 21, 2005

My Star

Here I sit nightly o top of a hill;
Waiting patiently for days to adjourn
And see your shine as you will
And as silence breaks out of darkness
All I can hear is my heartbeat
Pounding in my chest leaving me breathless
And though stars filed the heavens
Even other glows out in their brightest
And paint the skies with colours
No other star but you my star
Could fill up my night with brilliance
Who could lift my hanging spirit
Who conquers my sight with splendid magnificence
Could guide me through my dreaming
Until the day breaks out, you make me remember, there is
Still a starry night ahead
Because no other star but
You could shine even as the morning blooms.

16-9-1

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