She writes an ode to her lover
In the form of a book.
He is there,
Her hero and yet
Not quite a hero,
But he is hers.

She sends out her love
As a whisper to the trees,
And it carries it to him,
On the wind.
Sealed with the kiss,
Given to the moon
For him.

He lives each day,
Not knowing of her longing,
But feeling her love
Surrounding him.
He sends a prayer,
To his lover,
To the universe.
Praying stardust will
Bless her.

He longs for her in a way,
He does not know,
But he feels it deep in his soul.
One day he will find her,
He hopes,
And she prays when he does,
They will dance to nature’s music
Of their Eternal Love.