12-08-09

My secret star - 
framed by night in jetted locks, 
you sparkled like a hidden gem. 
And gazing from afar 
I watched, and yearned to hold you 
glistening in mine arms. 

Glorious dust of Universe 
trascending, weaving in and out, 
motion perpetual - it all stood still 
the night you took my hand, 
my kiss, 
and in that moment, I believed. 

But Norns would fate it, after all, 
our Threads to twine then fray so fast - 
As motion in the night returned, 
but never would my Knight again.