My Dearly Beloved

I recall, as I stare at you Of the first time I noticed you. I was far too young and naive To notice what was underneath your weave. Your dance, your shifts, your sway, Came to my sight and got in my way. Nothing compared to your gloss up high, Illuminating the dark night sky. Your sisters, daughters or whatever they might be, A million eyes, all intrigued, observing me. I gaze in awe at such beauteous sight. Marveled, I wonder, do I have any rights? I take a walk down the lane, It’s such a shame I don’t know your name. How to adore you? What words to use? So many points against me, I’m afraid to lose. There stood my silhouette opposite to your reflection, As you performed your nightly ritual in the same direction, It was then I knew, you knew I was there. And ever since then you followed me everywhere. So romantic were those nocturnal dates, Where it was I, who drank the grapes, Not a single word but so much said. You were like a book I had already read. As time passed by I began to age, And your eternal splendor filled me with rage. So weak and empty I felt inside. This must be one of life’s twisted rides. Finally the day I expected came to date. I was waiting on my departure but didn't count on fate. Totally unaware I flew to your light And quickly past by you I went out of sight. Oh! How could I have not known? That your daughters or sisters were your back bone. Long gone admirers that once held you in their goals And just like me; had given up their souls.