Wanting Sky, A Sonnet

I've kept alone amongst a crowd; the moon
amidst a mingled night of glowing stars
appearing closely knit though each are strewn
across the deep, and kept at distance far.
And there within the blue sky facing, high
ascends the blossomed sun at midday's chime;
Its pedals singing songs in gentle sighs
along its lone and far off arching climb.
While long her light had cast upon my way
of late she dared to share a deep embrace;
a full embrace that folded night and day
eclipsing each, residing in their place.
And now together bound we'll ever fly
where long we'd set upon a wanting sky.