It began with a little faith,
but continues with a little smile.

A shooting star streaks through overhead sparkling seas,
as innocence dances through bed time stories.
A twinkle down bellow,
as overhead night glows
and all watching stars know
as two hearts fall in love.

In a large and empty space,
as the world falls away,
a seemingly endless moment,
as their eyes meet.

They depart, a love lost?
but no fate does not allow
as contact is forged
and with it hope grows.


so far, far away,
beyond all imagination,
the author pauses

and the story is their's to write.


It began with a little smile,
and continues with a little hope.