O Stars and Dreams and Gentle Night

Elation often sits with ecstasy-
Reflecting in what truths they hold
Essentially clinging on a touch of madness-
Hiding in stories left untold.

So I sit with restful viewing-
Of April summer sky
With all the peace of tempered breezes-
The phases of the moon

The stars now seem to shine before me-
Like lovers in line for a dance
But it's basically that lunatic fervour-
That spells for me romance