To Move Outside

I move outside
and reach for stars
burning in the nighttime skies
seeking just an image
of your face

and there
a newborn star
beams your seeking heart
right down to me

even as a shiver
runs right up my spine
and down in moisture
so divine in its intensity
it leaves me trembling
through and through

Such is the fate
of one who waits
for love that's true . . .


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