Me' Hap Poem by Dean Fidan

I went to your home
Alone, I was there
My head in the clouds
My feelings, happy
At the window, you -
Moonlit your figure,
Snow-white, pure white roses
Your batch of perfume -
Your face all lit up
In the sky, the stars
Wandered around you
You were their sun, shining
Filling me with your light
But, would you tidy up - girl?
Don't go out or ever wane
I'll keep your hair in a fiery air!
Let them burn in my heart
Free, and shy, and sure
In some heartless place
This then, from me to you
Take my light and behold
For our hearts, this is the sunlight
Deaf, mute, and blinding love
There is no magic in this love
For luck is its only destiny