I looked among the stars to compare
And found that among all of them,
None have the glare of your burning stare;
There’s only one that shines like a gem,
Like your lambent eyes of flame;
And this was God’s luminous daystar
In the middle of the sky like a golden dame
Letting her beauty lay bare.
I saw there wasn’t change in the Milky Way,
All the stars are glittering sparks;
Like little purses of light in the distance play,
Your strong empyrean-blue eyes as a hallmark
Burning bright in the immense universe.
Ah, your burning eyes; yes, a display of fireworks.