Sonnet on a Star
If I could write a sonnet on a star,
then bottle it and toss it to the sea,
would it travel to the corners of the earth,
and echo there the love I hold for thee?
If I could write a sonnet on the moon,
then bottle it and toss it to the winds,
would it find your heart so you may briefly know,
where your love ends is where my love begins?
If I could write a sonnet on the sun,
then bottle it and toss it throughout time,
would someone from a distant galaxy,
find no greater love than what was mine?
Yet, I cannot write a sonnet on a star,
nor moon, nor even on the blazing sun,
nor bottle words to send them where you are,
nor coerce our separate hearts to beat as one.
And so my darling, you will never hear
the humble words of love I wrote for thee.
They remain encrypted, tightly sealed,
and yet, they travel on eternally.