Form: Empat, Empat
True love, the rarest falling star,
If caught the heart bursts into light,
So bright it shimmers near and far,
And lingers beyond dark of night.
To catch its beam for the pocket,
True love, the rarest falling star,
This heart then a treasured locket
The sweetest cookie in the jar.
A serenade by old guitar,
That calls aloud to hearts intent,
True love, the rarest falling star,
So rare no fear would dare dissent.
This empathy between two souls,
At first it seems a tad bizarre,
Yet predefined on ancient scrolls;
True love, the rarest falling star.
©JGFarmer2012
A Garret Poet 