My heart pleads

My heart pleads, and I know not how to proceed, You shine just like phosphorus in outer space~ As Venus’ nebula that draws eyes with speed, A celestial reign of elegance and grace. In my mind, your love has always come with fame; Your stars still brighten, needing no lunar peek. With a lilt not lost in hubbub’s show of shame, A space-born sight that many still deem mystique. When problems produce a cascade of sorrow, That slithers down faces as streams of warm tears, Leaving serpentine trails beyond our morrow, We still share our love—with purity and cheers.