Wish

First star I see tonight I wish I may, I wish I might Be visited by beautiful sprite My mist-laden dreams to light A smile like a summer day A thought of you blows the clouds away Tolerating my babbling bray You’re thoughts on show like a whirling ballett The speed of rhyme goes up Out of flying fingers words erupt Trying to describe you’re close-up In wakeful dreams your face I cup Moral codes one and the same Even though it might seem tame It will keep us high above the shame And gently kindle the tender flame Queen without being seated on a throne Beneath beautiful face beautiful heart shown Gently smiling soul without a clone My every barrier overthrown Almost a rant Becoming a chant Off course this poem slants And it falls