The Stars Are Shining On Me Today Poem by Mark Heathcote
The Stars Are Shining On Me Today
Beaming like a crescent moon in mid-July
The stars are-shining-on-me today
her comeliness takes my breath away
loves heavenliness I surely do testify
How can I not now with all inveigh?
Speaking of beauty, how does one not weigh?
How pleasing it is without loathsomeness.
I can look into these heavens and purvey
a million stars, but all would be grotesque
compared with her, a light never dispossessed.
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