Windswept

From miles away,
I'll sing a song of comfort
If it has half a lucky chance
Of making you smile.

I'll write a thousand lines
Of heartfelt song and verse
To sing your soul
Into a peaceful ocean's bliss.

So the sea breeze can carry,
Across the steady swells,
All of my love
And all that I feel.

So these words of adoration
Homesick for lack of you,
Can whisper through your hair
And slip into your heart.

I'll do anything,
My only love,
To make you happy
And cwtch your soul.

Stargazing

A star was born
In right earnest,
A bright light
That shone through the void -
Brought about by aeons of coldness
And an expanding universe
Running away from its own beginnings
And unable to escape.
And this dear star shone
And burnt through the nothingness,
Till something beautiful existed -
Many worlds,
And life,
And love.
And though it has not yet been
A hundred years,
It feels like it has been this way
Since the world began
Or at least my own -
Like my entire universe
Has been waiting,
Holding its breath,
In fear of blowing out the flame of hope
That one day, just this would exist.

I know that star is far away,
But I find myself caught at night,
Gazing up at the dazzled sky,
Even through cloud and rain and mist,
Peaceful in the knowledge that my star exists
And is out there,
Waiting till we can see each other again.