Your presence is a lonely star in the black night
Always shining vigorously in the sky over my head
Yet my touch can not sooth your pain or your fright
But my words will cure your heart's desire to bed

Even in our separation, my nose recognizes your fragrance
For the insanity of such a beautiful flower of dreams
That is spot of your eternal and desired presence
For my side can not be enjoyed by your company's steams

Your far land of mysteries, imaginative emotions
Running through my mind like a flowing river
With a steady rate; waiting for your heavenly creations

Heaving your soft spoken voice while reading
Your letter of content for my contentment of your cover
Bright star of future glorious moonlight dining.