The night is still <br />The air is cold <br />I look unto the heavens above, <br />And there I see <br />The stars that shine <br />And yet can never find me love. <br /> <br />I walk upon <br />The frosted ground <br />The moon does light the way before, <br />And yet so lost <br />I now appear <br />As night shall yield its joy no more. <br /> <br />When we first kissed <br />One starry night <br />Twas if they all did shine for me, <br />And yet alas <br />They shine no more <br />For love was never meant to be. <br /> <br />Now sadness lies <br />Within my heart <br />That through my life shall always stay, <br />As long as I <br />Remain alone <br />Then love will never come my way. <br /> <br />I wish this night <br />Would quickly end <br />The memories now too much to bear, <br />My only dream <br />To be with you <br />And yet I only feel despair.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/written-on-one-starry-night/
