Keepers of Wishing Stars

Tonight I sit and wander through stars~ my perennial freshening sparkling...of old familiar constellations – attention drawn to some dim and distant wondering of the many wishes perhaps misplaced of mine and countless worlds of yet searching others.... Tonight I sit and wonder with a heartfelt sigh, how many disappointed have stopped faithful wishing, stopped their joyful singing – how many fewer guitars with warmth of feeling no-longer soulfully strumming for a heart needs romantic reason if to keep going its tender humming... so, myself, a poet~ Romance's ink-full benefactor tonight write for gleaming heavens, a darling new twinkle-r – penning words dipped in glitter for a yearning lonely sitter, as if my lyrical clusters were enticing jewels for every dreamer's misplaced coupling diadem.... Surely, some high-flying angel, or goddess will take fond notice, for bards long the pet and fancy of the Keepers of Wishing Stars –