Silent reverie

I spotted a star not in a stary night or even a night O What a sight It Brings sparks to my heart She is as beautiful as "start night " Art Setting fire to my every part from that little spark Will she remain unaware of these feeling Are this feeling destined to like kafka Or is all this conjured by my mind Wanting to bind itself to your kind But in presence of the enchantress this thought is full of futility Just gazing at you disturb my tranquility I hope you think about me even if it is pity Nevertheless every falling times grit Acknowledges my situation gritty When it all sets in another fear breeds in How to engage her, which in turn makes it all absurd Like a beakless bird Unable to speak how weak What if I gather all the courage Part of the charm of past heros To hear a blank no making my world to blow