The skies were so empty last night darling
The stars were distant and pale
A wisp of a cloud hanging in the stillness
No rhyme no reason to it all for me
I thought of you, you knew I would dear
And started painting in my mind
Imploring constellations now yield to me
And tried to draw your face on high
A million futile efforts or more went by
Until the heavens begged for mercy
And I let the stars sleep a while in silence
And the galaxies churned away
A heresy from me it was to try to
Replicate the perfection that you are
Your eyes and hair and silky skin
The complexities of you my love
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