As an artist,
Waits for inspiration
The night sky was lit,
Yielding his greatest creation.
And as a poet captures,
The moment for eternity,
You can be sure,
That they were meant to be.
But new not when,
They were to meet,
But promises under those,
Stars were sweet.
And as they parted,
Under the starry night,
Teary eyes,
Reflected the moonlight.