Love Song Of The Stars Poem by Patti Masterman

We gyrated, like spinning tops on fire;
Give me your heart, you said breathlessly
But I think that love's a lie, replied I.

Ok it's not love; maybe lust, amped up,
But I think I might die, if you don't say why-
I think we are out of luck, said I.

I'm not here, and this isn't real;
We're floating in the sky-
It's a dream shared, mused I.

Then I saw you were me, and I found
I was you; and it was all true-
We were there- flying high

So I bought you the moons
At the galaxies end,
And we parted at dawn, with a longing sigh.