The sun sets, my heart rises filling me with glee.
To question the universe, the meaning of life’s tapestry.
We, celestial explorers, painters of the dark sky.
Crafting a cosmic canvas, capturing heaven upon high.
The distant mountains are charcoal, dark as the night,
Illuminated by Venus, white-hot, and bright.
Waves of whispering clouds and a dusting of stars
There can you see? The red dot is warring Mars?
Our eyes marvel at the vastness above just us.
A shimmering dash of yellow - it’s called Sirius.
We stencil the Plough, tracing a Stella path I do wager.
There, seven stars, the constellation of Ursa Major.
Polaris above, the North Star that guides those lost at sea,
Celebrated by sailors, countless lovers - now you and me.
A majestic smiling moon, a translucent sphere,
With you by my side I have nothing to dread, or fear.
So pick a star my love, I suggest the bottom right,
A declaration of our love; on this astronomic night.