Thousands of poems

Look around you in this city of black
You don't see a special person who wants to love you
Deep in your heart you have something to feel
To love someone a person like me now

Sometimes he speaks to the stars to illuminate
Your way anytime right now
I'm not around at this time of grise

Sometimes I think of you the time I'm wasting
Staying here in that chair would be at your side

Dearest I've tried thousands of poems for you to say
Everything I feel for you right now
Sometimes I talk to the stars to bring you to me
But all this is going to be difficult to happen