Stars Fall Down

Those mystic voices run deep and wild within me. My wait of an angelic figure came as a subtle surprise. With her presence, the long happiness has come as an eternal euphoria for every time I hear her voice and see her smile...laugh, my heart and soul pounces in high spirits; longing her presence.
Distance has always been a test of time calling for togetherness. The longing of her presence makes my life worth living...every single day. The crowd had never looked so familiar for I see her face everywhere...that sweet sounds of smile and those eyes when it squeezes in joy...who would dare to cause her pain?...trouble her with sorrow, and blanket her with grief and melancholy? No one, I say for above her, within and all over her lies a shield of my love, warmth and affection; armoring her against the worldly sorrows and its brutality. The pain which tries to penetrate her, I shield in joy for I cannot see her in pain. All I want and wish for is her joy and smile. And while shielding, as I look behind, she gently smiles...the pain never touched her. So I smile, forgetting everything save her and her beauty.
The charm of mortal life, since her arrival has been joy, thoughts and longing of togetherness...a wish to be always behind her and protect her...maybe life after all gives us a second chance. And with your arrival, I now indeed believe that it sincerely does for our heavenly father cannot be heartless, as he instilled us with hearts of love, trust, faith, compassion and joy! Indeed, the creator cannot and never will forlorn his child until he has handed him over to someone else...someone, who he has looked and found the best of his creations. And it is YOU, that someone who is to accompany me to a journey of togetherness along with eternal joy and love.
With your presence, everyday has its purpose. At the end of the arduous day, I have its own sweet reward...and that reward is you and your presence. In achieving the very reward, I work at day with all my strength...remembering you, visualising your smiling presence where ever I go...Then, I stare at your image...the very image of yours that I have with me...
Therefore, some nights, I stare at the stars, perplexed at the thought of the very object, wondering if it could fall down to earth in mortal armor. The dark night thus tends to show me ways as I get confused...stranded amongst people and intellect...
Time tickles in joy and passes with a melancholic song. The hollow cry of penetrable sounds from the wild beasts underneath the moonlight alerts me of your hopeful presence...and I am waiting...