Let the Stars Forever Burn
For my River Song
A golden halo 'round your face,
a glimmer in your eye.
A smirk of wit, a stride of grace,
a thousand clever lies.
A circle with no end, no start,
and love that must stand firm
and guard a brave and lonely heart
from a man who never learns.
Who never whispers in your ear
what you deserve to know.
A man who's taught you year by year
that you must never show
the damage that his silence does,
the pain he leaves you in;
the cost you suffer all because
he only sees you grin -
and bat your lashes like a star,
and flirt and shoot and tease -
determined that you'll never mar
the perfect You he sees.
I see, though, you are suffering,
a burden light as lead,
of words you wish to say to me
that never leave your head.
It seems we cannot get this right
for all we each have done;
that one of us must always fight,
the battle never won.
So let these pages be our ears,
this ink, these pens our hearts:
our greatest hopes, our deepest fears
betrayed, without the arts
of smiling, catch-phrases and whispers
that kindle fires bright
but never reach the listener
in their sincerest light.
When we no more can stand to bear
our secrets, let them fall,
and next to them the joys we share
shall help us build a wall
of love and fortune 'gainst the tides
of grief and loss and time:
to give us each a place to hide
where I am yours, you mine.
And let the stars forever burn
with words we cannot say,
and things forgotten 'ere they're learnt
if that's to love our way.
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