A Friend of the Stars

When I distrust the hypocrisies of men and hate their society And loathe the frivolity of thoughtless pets and brutality of beasts, I’ll weigh the prospect of courting the salient stars, To gaze at their beauteous smiles and frolic in their romantic treats. The light years between us shall not be a bane, Instead, the catalyst that makes the heart fonder. Some dreamy stars do fall to the earth And my soul often lifts to the skies on a swander. As other men crawl into their faithless wives’ embrace, I’ll desert the dark of my bedroom and walk out Into the bush-clear grounds or any treeless space, And there spend the long night ogling at the virgin stars. Perhaps some galaxy will empathize with my friendless state And cheer me up with their broad generous smiles, And send one of them to come and be my loving mate To end my long and lonesome wanderings in the night. Even if no star falls to the ground within my time I’m content to watch their clustered smiles in the sky, For I’ll let my soul soar to their company night after night As other men blight the earth with the curse of their cry.