My dreams used to wander
into a world beneath a starlit sky,
amongst the closing curtains
of the sunlight’s dying sigh.
For the mending of my mask
dawns with the breaking of the day;
As the stage is set with acted tasks
and the poor morn’s but a play.
Yet at the utter sign of shadow
the play paints into my portrait
A strange light amid the darkness
the glimmer which I await.
Thus in the night I shall indulge
in this passing picture of beauty
A sweet sojourn in the angel’s arms,
in the song it sings for me.
My dreams used to wander
into this world beneath the starlit sky,
But now it wanders there no more
to elsewhere, it has gone by.
For now, like the starlight’s shimmer
so beautiful, fair and true;
Now my dreams have took a turn
and now my reverie is you.
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Submission Name: Starlight
