The Stars Had Names (Terzanelle)

We meet to sky gaze each night at midnight,
tangibly alone but joint in the heart,
basking disjoined in the winter moonlight.

Cursing the time we spend apart,
we seemingly see the same scene,
tangibly alone but joint in the heart

The air is so cold, crisp, clear, clean.
Come, enkindle me with your embrace.
We seemingly see the same scene

With you everything just falls into place.
Look straight up what star do you see?
Come, enkindle me with your embrace.

Do you see the same thing as me?
Rename the stars to describe the constellation,
look straight up what star do you see?

No escape from my cynical egregious desolation.
We meet to sky gaze each night at midnight,
rename the stars to describe the constellation,
basking disjoined in the winter moonlight.