An End to Starless Nights

Our sunny day stumbles to starry night,

Then balances to day again.

Some nights though lack lust or light,

I, always loathing then.

This starless night may mark descent,

Your landscape not the same.

I see the moon a waning crescent,

I will take the blame.

I creep back into darkness,

The whole from which I came.

I'm broken into pieces,

In shame all night it rains.

The sun will rise again, I pray,

O'er a skyline more scenic.

A view so flawless, it must stay.

A night with stars like Venus.