You’re like a star
Shining outside my bedroom window

I wish on you every night
Though I should have stopped wishing on you
The four hundred and forty-fourth time
My wish didn’t come true

When I need a muse
I need only to look at you
Your brilliance has inspired
Countless poems and songs
Not to mention fantasies

You invade my dreams
And keep guard over my nights
And even when I don’t see you
You’re there

Some nights you seem close enough to touch
To bottle up your light and sell it
As the key to immortality

You’re my constant
My inspiration
My safety
My hope

But
You’re a star
And you’re totally
Completely
Untouchable