Basking in Starlight

The window opens onto darkened skies
  The moon above, a glittery crescent shape
  In the flash of shooting stars, she sees his eyes
  And startled for a moment, drops the drape

The room now dark, he whispers in her ear
  She shakes her head -- he isn't standing there
  And broken by that thought she sheds a tear
  She throws the sash again, and smooths her hair

She sips a cup of sake, calming warm
  And gazes out across the asphalt yard
  In the fire of the stars she sees his form
  And wishes that her soul were not so marred

She shivers in the cold moon's silvery light
  And to the stars, she bids a fond goodnight