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You are my only Star in the Sky / Ste moja jediná Hviezda na Oblohe A Short Poem written by myself, Created in Slovakia, Winter 2019

You are the final frontier for a really romantic Rosenkavalier,

At night I am Dostoevsky's The Possessed, like a dolphin diver,

Lying restlessly in bed I reach out for the stars, desperately for your hand,

I pray to the almighty for my dreams to come true, but no matter what I do,

They sadly will never come true, like Yuri Gagarin reaching for the moon,

Only to come back tragically, crashing back to Earth, crushed by her gravity,

I wish to be like him, making  mission impossible reality, like my dreams,  

I burn, burn, baby I burn, for you, through your inhospitable atmosphere,

Is this the fate of all true heroes? To face the final frontier and return to,

You who I love, mother earth, in a flaming scrap of metal, dying horribly,

Inside a tin can, but yes I’m the man, for you only, together we

Are love is hate because are lives and backgrounds are so juxtaposed, 

The laws of magnetism naturally attract us, as the earth attracts the moon,

But alas I am repelled, far away to Europe, for you reject my infinite love,

Like Gagarin, I fear nothing, for you’re my only star, making everything worth it,

You know I struggle hard for your love, I play the fool, for your entertainment,

Although I know that are love isn’t mutual, I’m no fool, well I was until I met you,

Then I became more than just a fool, a wise fool full of emotions and aspirations,

The truth, is while you were working hard in MacyD’s, flipping burgers, burning Hearts, there is only empty space...

A dark void beating within your sexy body, which makes me so hungry, like 

Nikola Tesla lighting the Chicago World’s Fair, you enlighten my life, giving me 

Purpose, making me feel like being the Tisar of the Austro-Hungarian Empire,

Your long, lush, luxurious black hair gives you the appearance of Mila Jovovich,

My favorite actress, although you are much prettier, I love you more everyday,

The more I think of you, the more I am wrapped around your Tesla Coil, or your

Curse, yes I am cursed by a girl who claims to be a witch, your spells are real,

Man cannot escape them, even while in Slovakia, so far away, I felt your magic,

I couldn’t finish writing my Geography homework, the last line cursed me, oh my 

Poor hands, trembled with fear at your dark magic, 'Si Prekliaty’, said my friends,

Knowing I was cursed, I wasn’t surprised, however the extent of your powers 

Amazed and Horrified me, to the grave, I am yours and yours alone, my only

Destiny, ours entwined, around your fingers, Tesla Coils collide in mutual hate,

Mutual lovers, morning each other, missing one another, separated by the stars,

Born to different worlds, cultures, and people, alas my race is your race, yet I am

Alien, something new, a hybrid Terminator, ‘I’ll be back, my lover’, said I forever,

Foolishly, my heart beats towards yours, hot chocolate I would buy every time,

No regrets, that’s the Gatsby philosophy, you make me happy, by being happy,

To infinity and beyond! No? I explore further, nonetheless, like a Cosmonaut,

Deep into emptiness, but I go around your orbit too, peeping at your Dark side,

Like Michael Collins, I observe the secrets of our Solar System, trying harder...

Becoming  He-Man, Master of the Universe, so that I can match yours and bend,

Time backwards, as was the dream of James Gatz, so that I can love you again,

I promise that, Tomorrow I’ll cycle to class faster, Stretch out my arm further,

Grasping for your green light, emanating from every inch of your being, my star,  

Which everyday eludes me, you make my mind cry ceaselessly, for without your 

Love, I’m a circuit incomplete, feeding my energy into nothing, your heart is my 

Generator, Yes I might be a Terminator, but I believe in something, I see it in you,

Love, my CPU tells me its illogical, that I should agree with you, however your 

Motherboard tells my sensory scanners, which feed back via my RAM, my star

Symbol, that you are worth the Struggle; Intellectually, Emotionally & Physically,

Give me an answer, so my circuit can be complete, or a sign in the sky,

So that when I’m in bed, falling asleep, I can gaze at the stars & see you again...

Terra, why are you so terrible to me, your lover and admirer; is my soul forever taken, forever lost, stretching for the dark void of your empty heart?

By your admirer, and wanna be lover, yours always; Harry Mayakovsky.