Star-crossed

The scheming sun and his devious light
Have rolled up their blueprint for starless skies.
But now the moon struts across this cloudy night,
Hogging the lustre of a million flashing smiles

One of which, on a clearer, truer eve
Out of the blue, in my garden fell.
And in a wink that took my breath away,
Eloped with a bucket down my well

The fathoms that finite sight forbids,
Blinded night, inflamed, plumbed to light.
And the phantoms that nibble on dawn’s wits,
Entranced by the darkness, slept tight.

Deep inside the tunnel’s tortuous course,
Tired teardrops, poured away their shine,
And rivers of silver, bled on Heaven's shores,
Scattering the smoldering scars of stellar design:

Bedazzled eyes, transfixed in the transposed bowl,
Flickering dreams, dying in the Milky Way,
Defiant embers in the maws of a blackhole -
Together, yet light years away!