The stars did not lie,
when they shone on you.
You glistened from head to toe
of all that was true.
Compassion was your ethos.
You were quilted in love.
You were authentic,
like the snowy white clouds,
drifting above.
You could be as wild as the wind
or calm as the breeze.
Or fiery as a blaze
when you felt unease.
But I loved you so.
My heart was on fire.
Your love was both thorns and roses,
built with desire.
The stars did not lie,
when they shone on you.
You glistened from head to toe.
Whats a girl to do.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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