The Star Herself

The eyes do her talking,
For her voice decided restrain
Like the glitter of white,
On this star-struck night,
Their shine speaks for them.

Twinkle eyes behold the stars twinkle.
Glowing eyes on a palm-sized face.
As if stars, which though unfathom huge,
Glint like minuscules on the black canvas of the dark sky.

She has a passion to stargaze,
A love beyond dimensions,
Of secrets and confessions,
Of permanence,
A love devoid of betrayal.

The ocean laps and swaddles the bay,
Her feet impression the sand beneath
The eyes still set admiring the black,
She is the star herself, a star away.