Cheyenne Rhon Poems
Out Of The Many
The shine from a star's light,
Illuminates my dark sky tonight.
Though, you may not notice my delight,
I am grateful for the beautiful sight.
From my view there are many up high,
Bright, a florescent white.
However, I chose you to make my wish,
Closing my eyes, I softly move my lips,
As if I was about to give you a kiss.
A quick whisper, a small favor not to dismiss.
I give these words to you with bliss,
To remember and miss,
There was once a moment like this...
Must I mute my heart?
Dull that artistic ring,
Sensor the imaginative flare,
For a world that is unaware,
Of it's potential beauty.
Should I taint a dream?
With the incessant wines,
Of what passion lacks,