DIVINE CANVAS

I wile away my nights
pining for you,

Searching the stars for you.
Why do I expect to find you
among the stars?
Is it because there is so much space
between them,
to fit my dreams of you?
Or is it because that space
is so black, such a pure color
to be a divine canvas?
Is it because that space
is the same color that I see
when I close my eyes?
Are my dreams the paint
to paint the picture
or is the picture
the paint to paint my dreams?
I love you more than the beat of my heart.
And my heart yearns for you.