Who Knows. Poem by Kevin East

When stars fell
On a lonely street.
Two strangers
Were destined to meet.
To defrost frozen hearts.
Who knows
Where stardust covered love
First starts.
When they trembled
In their bed.
And passion travelled from their head
To way below.
What candlelight dance
Could match the glow.
two souls tied up in bows
And the spring
Dressed in its Sunday clothes.
As the breeze whistles a merry tune.
Letters painted with gentle prose.
Epistles from the moon.
Who knows
From where the first bell tolled.
To wake an ageing heart.
What ember kissed those lips so cold.
Did sunset play a part.
When birds
Sang words
The dawn had wrote.
And sunlight smiles
Had left a note
Trailing across the sky.
what twinkle in an eye
Was shed
From up above.
Where angels lead
A lovers symphony.
Two strangers looked up to see
A picture of their destiny.
To hold the hand
Fate chose.
Loves fragrance fanned
By wizards puffs and blows.
Is love an hourglass of sand?
Who knows.