Being Starstruck

I can go and ask if Sky's lonely. I can go and ask if she needs company. I can accompany her and talk to her. We can laugh at the same jokes. We can skip the same sort of stories.

We'll ask questions,

The answers will be as vast as dear Sky is,

We'll dance on the emotions

That skip our heart in a heartbeat.

I wonder, can there be any exception? I care not. I care for that smile; the smile that shines upon the stars. I heard about a lad, who wishes to sell shade. I wonder if I can buy some shine & add to her smile...

She says, now stars are the part

Of the world below,

Where they burn through hearts,

And pay bounty to all hollow,

I say, shine and shade are two colors of the same art,

A trail of wonders that'd never go mellow.

I can daringly say, her beauty is unparalleled. For, if it weren't so, why, I'lln't be starstruck everytime!