19 December 2012
Could I compare thee to a shooting star? Beautiful and bright, a sight to behold, Blazing through life's sky, journeying so far, Your eyes aglow with glistening green and gold.
And yet a shooting star is doomed to fade, To die, become a cold and unloved stone, Streaking the sky, a tail of memories made; All the inheritance a star can own.
Do not burn out and suffer such a fate, In blackest skies alone do not reside, Latch on to love before it is too late, In my safe heart, forever may you hide.
I will not call my love a dying star, But burning sun, his light reaching afar.
Could I Compare Thee To A Shooting Star? • Opuss № I