To Drift Or To Shine

Of course I could write about her

I could make the heaven’s seem but a shadow to her image

The essence of beauty would cultivate in her eyes

And that which is love would shape the world around us

"My" "My" I say with a great sigh

The stars and the clouds share a similar life

To drift or to shine easily in time

As the objects of a lazy man’s jealous rhymes...

A notion full of grace like her  

Yet she deters my sight from such envious wonders

So my hopeless act of daydreaming becomes a bit more vain

Still like a cloud I drift - away from versifying these unwritten words

That I have for this divine celestial star - that shines in the day

However, it may all be just another whimsical paradox belonging to this dreamer’s dream

Though she is nigh to my heart, for I am a fool that falls fast

Nevertheless she is the core sound to a symphony's melody

Whose elegance gives poise to the moon on a subtle serene night

Therefore I will wait to see this lily bud bloom

And with this patience perhaps this flower would veer towards a color vibrant

One fabricated by virtue - at last

Held as the beloved lost poetry of an enchancting fair maiden 

~ Paradise's Poet ~