Dear Beautiful
Tonight my debt forgoes

For these feelings fall upon my rose
My rose, my angel, ...my motivation
I cannot save your tear? yet your glisten I marvel in fear,
as you hold me up...

I see you so clear,
the stars in the night sky yet are a reflection of your ample eyes

and so much is hidden still, beneath the stars in your eyes,
hidden so deeply that could be my demise
the separation of woe in thought,
an impossible treason as the thought flies to you,
always to you...

the sorrows these stars represent cast glorious shine,
and I draw breath,
supported by ongoing hope and a belief in me,
so selfless, a belief in me,
through the sorrows of perfection,
a belief in me...

when one lost soul looks at this chaos,
stares keenly through,
and magnificent beauty dance before his eyes,
The greater good exists
He knows completion on grand scale
how sorrows allot stand not the oblivion that is love,
deep and true...

He sees the stars in your eyes that carry him through.
A force of reckoning, compelling him to see...

those stars in your eyes are,
the secret to eternity...