North Pole

My dark eyes match the sky,

it's winter time in Canada,

there's gorgeous flashes like the sight,

I've seen on your face tonight.

Those auroras will likely fall,

down from the heavens to dance with us.

They will sing the tunes of the North Pole,

they will shatter time, melt the ice,

caress the icebergs of the oceans,

frozen lands that could entice,

the northern lights set us in motion.

You move the hands with the wind,

your flesh brightly blossoms soon,

under the shine of the deep night,

the space can see your spirit bloom.

Vividly, you raise your head,

with eyes glued to the deep end,

of space and time, there's no dimension,

to hold a place for our fiery tension,

it's cold out there, but you can't feel,

the rising stars; the spotlight steal.

You're one with them, I see no difference,

you're made of stars, you're worth the patience,

to cross the seas, and all the rush,

to see you here; this time's enough.