Star

Wishing upon a star to see if a wish would come true.

Wishing upon the light of your gaze to sink into my soul and soon have its light within me.

Hoping that all things my mind is telling me will match the beating of my heart.

Having a fragile heart but tough skin can still tear the pieces I have left in me.

Wishing upon its train of chemical gases and having an ill will of happiness knowing that your glow will shine down on me.

The star which belongs to you spread across the galaxy but still finds its way to me.

Should my fire beam more each time your star finds a new shimmer .

My worrisome gases has completely mixed atoms between the first time our stars touched to each time our stars fall in place to be in sync.

Some stars glow but mines glitter every time I wish upon a star with your glistening filter.