Fairytales Around A Light Bulb-Dreams About Stars Poem by Cupid Missed

First to lose my heart to you,
And what did we become,
I scribbler of your adoration,
You just passing through.
Standing in the dark with my heart aching,
Yet you knew,
The words i did not use,
To say my soul was breaking.
The melodies i wrote to touch your heart,
Touched everyone else but you,
You couldnt share your light with me,
You are the sun without a moon.
My love is like a witch's pot bubbling to the brim,
Brewing an enchanted spell,
That brings hope to the grim,
Transforming my thoughts of you,
Into the dreamer,
And the dream.