Porcelain Stars

The moon falls for the sun
And begets beautiful stars
With absent skies of trust
And celestial scars

Skin scorched to porcelain
Let’s see what the dark beholds
As patience dies to wear thin
And your embrace awaits cold

Part the seas
With lips the same
To find the genie
With a wish unmade

I once dreamed of poetic landscapes
Or to hold a true love
but I have no more faith in this fate
For this world is not enough

So maybe I can grab your hand
And we can leave this place
with a kiss good-bye
And your hair in your face

The wind wisps this rose garden
And the clouds cloud my head
But I search for you … I always have
On this destiny, never before tread

The moon falls for the sun
And begets beautiful stars
With absent skies of trust
We make this world ours