A sunrise of pink purple splendor,
A blanketed forest of snow.
A loving embrace soft and tender,
The crunch of our footfalls below.
I surrender to sweet grey November,
A dazzling crystalline glow.

I have danced over frozen pond waters,
And swam across cold winter skies.
Preceded by Pleione's daughters,
And their angst for my glorious rise.
I will forge my own fate and my fortune,
Where the stars shine my name in their eyes.

But our wonderland world of perfection,
Erupts with the sound of a choir.
Peaceful silence now met with objection,
And seven strong voices inquire,
"Self-reflection demands a correction,
Will you repent or will you face the FIRE?"

I'm in love with you,
You're in love with me.
Stars align and they agree,
This is our destiny.

I will not live minimal or diminished,
I'll give my all and I'll fall when I'm finished!
My heart shall inspire and lift others higher,
Our beauty will be sanctified!
In meteor showers and fields of starflowers,
My love and my life Stellified!