I see two stars in summers night,
Hovering, lost, in blinding light;
Each so dull in heavens net,
As each remains as yet unmet.
But fortune moves in strangest ways,
It lenghtens nights, it shortens days;
May this night end and day begin,
And bring two lovers back again.
Submitted: February 17, 2001
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