You are my

Shining star,

I wish for you,

Wishing to float

And gravitate towards

You.

 

If only fate could

Hand you a fishing

Rod, so that I could

Swim and be pulled

By your hook, hoisting me

Into the ocean of the

Sky. 

 

If we could swim

In the sky, and 

Dance away in

The spotlight of the 

Moon, I would fly to

You. 

 

If I could shuffle

The cards and make

A bet with God,

I would draw you

From the deck,

Knowing that this is

My card. 

 

You are my star, 

And you seem

Very far, 

But the clouds

Have yet to create

A boat for me

To row to you,

My Pisces.