Rainbow stars shine, Shooting Stars awake-
She's knitting the most beautiful disaster you could think Up.
Up, up, up, to the sky she meets the gaze
Of an isosceles monster whose past is quite a haze,
Hazey little subject, unclear as unclear may be.
They'll dance across the midnight sky and past eternity.
Though as they twirl- step by step, each will watch the other,
Carefully, cautiously, mistrusting one another.
Yet when the moon is at its height,
And each little star shining so bright,
They may forget all their past scuffles,
And love each other without a trouble.
Author's Note: So, what did you think? This was my first attempt at a MaBill poem thingy and I feel like it could definitely use a little work. Criticism is always welcome!~